18-06-2019, 04:48 PM
While Kavita was being thoroughly fucked on the bed, Mukesh had gone back to licking Sheela's slit for some time.
After a bit, she sucked his cock again, while they waited for Karan to finish. Now Mukesh pulled away from her.
"Later," he said. "Gonna fuck your brains out later, whore!"
She smiled wantonly in spite of the insolence of her subordinate. Obviously, once they were out of uniform, rank counted for nothing.
Sauntering across the room, Karan rummaged in his tunic pocket and found a packet of imported cigarettes.
He lit one and blew out a thin stream of smoke and winked broadly at Avinash with a leer.
"Fuckin' A, man," he said. "Awesome fuck. Best in a long time."
Avinash stared at him, his face white with shock. Karan laughed at his expression and nodded to the bed.
"Keep watching, stud," he said. "You're going to see a hell of a lot of fucking. That girlfriend of yours is going to be fucked like you won't believe.
Going to be a long, long time before we're done, my friend. That I promise you."
Avinash moaned softly and began to cry. Karan laughed and turned away. Avinash felt a hand under his elbow. It was Sheela.
She pulled him to his feet gently and kissed him with surprising tenderness. Her tongue snaked between his lips and, pressed to her luscious nakedness, he felt himself stir involuntarily and respond, his lips parting.
"That's better," she whispered, her fingers crawling down his belly to his cock, tugging it gently. "Relax. Let it flow. No one will get hurt. You have my word. Enjoy it."
She pulled him to the chair and he sank into it, his chest heaving with sobs, tears streaming helplessly down his face.
She licked one lasciviously and then bent her head and licked and sucked on his nipple.
"I want you," she murmured. "I want your cock."
Her face slid between his thighs. Avinash groaned as she took his penis in her mouth.
"No," he moaned. "Please -- no -- don't --"
"Relax," she murmured. "Enjoy it."
Avinash noticed with horror that now he, too, was being filmed. He squirmed and tried to pull free, but she would not let him go.
Her tongue and lips worked his penis adroitly, incessantly, hungrily. Despite himself, Avinash felt himself respond and saw the small smile of triumph on her face as his cock quivered and began to swell.
Sheela sucked it greedily, her tongue swirling over the cock-head, pumping the shaft in her fist. Avinash moaned in despair. The two cameramen and Karan grinned at him.
On the bed, the two constables were taking turns fucking Kavita's face. Avinash saw her sucking their cocks one by one with evident relish, licking and slurping audibly, her head rocking back and forth between their thighs.
They grinned happily, pumping their hips back and forth, moving her head with their hands to suit their pleasure, mouthing obscenities.
"Yeh -- suck it -- suck it whore -- suck it good," one of them said.
Her face shining with lust, Kavita pulled both men forward and greedily tried to suck their cocks simultaneously.
The two bulging cock-heads distended her face and Avinash saw her tongue working them feverishly, licking and lapping at them wantonly. Now his own penis was rock-hard and Sheela was sucking it slowly, her head rising and falling over his lap, turning from side to side as she sucked and licked every inch of it.
"Okay guys, fuck her," Karan ordered his constables. "One by one, then together."
Mukesh fucked Kavita first, on her back. His penis was thick and long and his body was stocky and muscular. Kavita gasped sharply and arched under him as he drove into her cunt.
She cried out lustily, kissing him deeply, her hips lurching up to meet his in descent. His enormous penis vanished into her flesh. He bent over her, his hands on her breasts, crushing them savagely and began fucking her rapidly, with hard, furious thrusts that made her body jerk and rock and snap under his.
Faster and faster he went, plunging in and out of her like a dervish, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his hips hammering up and down.
Kavita cried out loudly and lewdly, thrashing passionately beneath him.
"Yes!" she cried. "Yes Mukesh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder, Mukesh! Yes!"
He fucked her for several minutes and then, just as she brinked at an orgasm, jerked out of her with a gasp and made room for his mate.
Laxman rolled her onto her front and mounted her from behind in a deep squat astride her hips, quickly ramming his bloated, long penis into her cunt.
Kavita gasped, rocking feverishly on her forearms and knees, moaning incessantly. Her body glistened with sex-sweat; strands of hair clung damply to the nape of her neck.
Her breasts jiggled and shook as the constable plundered her cunt, thundering in and out of her cunt with shuddering moans, his cock reaming and slamming in and out, in and out, in and out.
Sheela got to her feet and straddled Avinash's hips, her back to him, her legs outside his. He groaned and again begged her to let him go. She ignored him. His penis was rock-hard, throbbing, glistening with pre-cum gunk and her oral ministrations.
She moved his cock between her thighs and slowly impaled her cunt on his cock-head. Avinash gasped at the heat and warmth and wetness of her cunt. She groaned deeply and flexed her buttocks rapidly, squeezing his penis.
Her hips swirled in tight, erotic circles and she gasped, her hands on her breasts. The cameramen zoomed in to a shot of their loins. Slowly, grinding round and round, she let her hips descend.
Her cunt sank down on Avinash's penis till it was deep in her flesh and then she began moving, rocking unhurriedly up and down on his cock. Avinash moaned softly and, helpless slave to his body, began to move with her. Karan saw it and laughed.
On the bed, the two constables were now fucking Kavita together in her cunt and mouth. Avinash groaned at the sight, watching as she bucked on one man's penis while she sucked the other.
Under her, Laxman grunted and groaned, bucking up and down, tossing her on his cock, squeezing her breasts hard. Kavita's face was turned to one side, buried between Mukesh's strong thighs. The men laughed and called her names.
"Yeh -- take it whore -- take it --," one gasped.
They broke apart and exchanged positions, Mukesh taking her from beneath, her back to him, his finger probing her anus, while Laxman went back to fucking her mouth. Avinash began to think this was all a hideous nightmare.
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After a bit, she sucked his cock again, while they waited for Karan to finish. Now Mukesh pulled away from her.
"Later," he said. "Gonna fuck your brains out later, whore!"
She smiled wantonly in spite of the insolence of her subordinate. Obviously, once they were out of uniform, rank counted for nothing.
Sauntering across the room, Karan rummaged in his tunic pocket and found a packet of imported cigarettes.
He lit one and blew out a thin stream of smoke and winked broadly at Avinash with a leer.
"Fuckin' A, man," he said. "Awesome fuck. Best in a long time."
Avinash stared at him, his face white with shock. Karan laughed at his expression and nodded to the bed.
"Keep watching, stud," he said. "You're going to see a hell of a lot of fucking. That girlfriend of yours is going to be fucked like you won't believe.
Going to be a long, long time before we're done, my friend. That I promise you."
Avinash moaned softly and began to cry. Karan laughed and turned away. Avinash felt a hand under his elbow. It was Sheela.
She pulled him to his feet gently and kissed him with surprising tenderness. Her tongue snaked between his lips and, pressed to her luscious nakedness, he felt himself stir involuntarily and respond, his lips parting.
"That's better," she whispered, her fingers crawling down his belly to his cock, tugging it gently. "Relax. Let it flow. No one will get hurt. You have my word. Enjoy it."
She pulled him to the chair and he sank into it, his chest heaving with sobs, tears streaming helplessly down his face.
She licked one lasciviously and then bent her head and licked and sucked on his nipple.
"I want you," she murmured. "I want your cock."
Her face slid between his thighs. Avinash groaned as she took his penis in her mouth.
"No," he moaned. "Please -- no -- don't --"
"Relax," she murmured. "Enjoy it."
Avinash noticed with horror that now he, too, was being filmed. He squirmed and tried to pull free, but she would not let him go.
Her tongue and lips worked his penis adroitly, incessantly, hungrily. Despite himself, Avinash felt himself respond and saw the small smile of triumph on her face as his cock quivered and began to swell.
Sheela sucked it greedily, her tongue swirling over the cock-head, pumping the shaft in her fist. Avinash moaned in despair. The two cameramen and Karan grinned at him.
On the bed, the two constables were taking turns fucking Kavita's face. Avinash saw her sucking their cocks one by one with evident relish, licking and slurping audibly, her head rocking back and forth between their thighs.
They grinned happily, pumping their hips back and forth, moving her head with their hands to suit their pleasure, mouthing obscenities.
"Yeh -- suck it -- suck it whore -- suck it good," one of them said.
Her face shining with lust, Kavita pulled both men forward and greedily tried to suck their cocks simultaneously.
The two bulging cock-heads distended her face and Avinash saw her tongue working them feverishly, licking and lapping at them wantonly. Now his own penis was rock-hard and Sheela was sucking it slowly, her head rising and falling over his lap, turning from side to side as she sucked and licked every inch of it.
"Okay guys, fuck her," Karan ordered his constables. "One by one, then together."
Mukesh fucked Kavita first, on her back. His penis was thick and long and his body was stocky and muscular. Kavita gasped sharply and arched under him as he drove into her cunt.
She cried out lustily, kissing him deeply, her hips lurching up to meet his in descent. His enormous penis vanished into her flesh. He bent over her, his hands on her breasts, crushing them savagely and began fucking her rapidly, with hard, furious thrusts that made her body jerk and rock and snap under his.
Faster and faster he went, plunging in and out of her like a dervish, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his hips hammering up and down.
Kavita cried out loudly and lewdly, thrashing passionately beneath him.
"Yes!" she cried. "Yes Mukesh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder, Mukesh! Yes!"
He fucked her for several minutes and then, just as she brinked at an orgasm, jerked out of her with a gasp and made room for his mate.
Laxman rolled her onto her front and mounted her from behind in a deep squat astride her hips, quickly ramming his bloated, long penis into her cunt.
Kavita gasped, rocking feverishly on her forearms and knees, moaning incessantly. Her body glistened with sex-sweat; strands of hair clung damply to the nape of her neck.
Her breasts jiggled and shook as the constable plundered her cunt, thundering in and out of her cunt with shuddering moans, his cock reaming and slamming in and out, in and out, in and out.
Sheela got to her feet and straddled Avinash's hips, her back to him, her legs outside his. He groaned and again begged her to let him go. She ignored him. His penis was rock-hard, throbbing, glistening with pre-cum gunk and her oral ministrations.
She moved his cock between her thighs and slowly impaled her cunt on his cock-head. Avinash gasped at the heat and warmth and wetness of her cunt. She groaned deeply and flexed her buttocks rapidly, squeezing his penis.
Her hips swirled in tight, erotic circles and she gasped, her hands on her breasts. The cameramen zoomed in to a shot of their loins. Slowly, grinding round and round, she let her hips descend.
Her cunt sank down on Avinash's penis till it was deep in her flesh and then she began moving, rocking unhurriedly up and down on his cock. Avinash moaned softly and, helpless slave to his body, began to move with her. Karan saw it and laughed.
On the bed, the two constables were now fucking Kavita together in her cunt and mouth. Avinash groaned at the sight, watching as she bucked on one man's penis while she sucked the other.
Under her, Laxman grunted and groaned, bucking up and down, tossing her on his cock, squeezing her breasts hard. Kavita's face was turned to one side, buried between Mukesh's strong thighs. The men laughed and called her names.
"Yeh -- take it whore -- take it --," one gasped.
They broke apart and exchanged positions, Mukesh taking her from beneath, her back to him, his finger probing her anus, while Laxman went back to fucking her mouth. Avinash began to think this was all a hideous nightmare.
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