[Steel]

Kusha needed to get a look. She took a chance and just barely parted the curtains enough for one eye to peek through. Shock flooded her body as she struggled to process what she saw.

Well... they weren't kissing. Laila laid on the massage table on her belly, her feet kicked up behind her, still shrouded in her robe. Rakesh, however, was totally naked as Laila messily slobbered all over his cock, glaring up at him with challenge in her eyes.

Rakesh had tossed aside his robe completely, and stood nude and proud in front of her face, a hand on each hip as he enjoyed Laila's blowjob. In some ways, his body was not as disappointing as Kusha had hoped. With a thick back, he wasn’t as flabby as he appeared with clothes on. He didn’t have a six-pack or anything, but his coarse body hair spread across his chest and abdomen.

There was something unusual about the way he carried himself. Even when naked, he still had the supreme, annoying confidence that she had come to recognize. And it was no surprise why. Rakesh had the largest cock that Kusha had ever seen in real life. And not just long, it looked girthy and arrow-straight, with nerves popping on and a flared deep-pink mushroom head that naturally made Kusha think about... stretching and spreading before she could stop herself.

Something about that thick rod of masculine flesh, pulsing slightly with Rakesh's heartbeat, instantly felt like it called to something deep inside Kusha. Some deeper instinct, beneath her conscious disgust and frustration with Rakesh. The very fact she felt that magnetic pull disgusted her, and made her focus even harder on the rest of Rakesh's body, and remind herself of what an annoying shit he could be. Even though she managed to mask her immediate reaction, the feeling refused to fade. It remained buried in her mind like an ember that could burst into flames at any moment.

Her initial idea to take a quick, ridiculous picture of Rakesh had gone completely off track, yet she couldn't look away. Something about the strange, obscene act playing out in front of her was darkly fascinating.

Laila seemed to feel that same primal attraction to Rakesh's cock. She was truly worshipping the impressive dick Rakesh was proudly shoving into her face, licking and kissing every inch with obvious relish, despite her hateful eyes glaring up into Rakesh's cocky grin, covering every inch of his massive erection with shining saliva.

"Asshole?" said Rakesh with a chuckle, reaching down to grip Laila's feathered hair in a fist and pulling her head upward to line up her mouth with the tip of his cock, “That can be arranged, sweetheart. You’ve gotten pretty damn good at rimjobs since I started training you.” Laila responded by showing her slim, manicured middle finger, but dropped her hands away, allowing Rakesh to thrust forward and begin fucking her face without resistance.