Fantasy Bitch in heat: Deepika Padukone

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Deepika Padukone was on top of the world, and it was driving her crazy. She had deals going with various movie studios, and here she was touring almost nonstop on top of all of it. Other people in the industry raved about her work ethic, how she could go until two or three in the morning and still be raring to go the next day. No one suspected the real reason, that she worked so hard to keep herself distracted. Left to her own devices, she would have been jerking herself off almost 24/7.

She didn't understand how she had gotten like this. She had been a normal teenager before hitting it big, masturbating now and then but certainly not compulsively. 

But soon after her success in various movies, her sex drive began taking over her life. Even she got herself on a famous magazine cover to expose her lust and crazy sex drive.

The harder she worked, the worse it got, and lately she was on the verge of losing her mind. No matter how much she jerked off, it provided no relief. No one suspected that her recent movie XXX with vin diesel  had really been meant as a private lament over her incandescent sex drive.

She was finishing up her latest shoot tonight, demanding take after take until the crew was about to collapse. Finally, her producer, pulled her aside.

"Deepika, that's enough for tonight. The guys are dead. We can finish it up tomorrow."

"No way, we can do this. Just one more take."

"They've got nothing left. Girl, come on. Not everybody can work like you."

She wanted to protest, but she could see it was futile. Her shoulders sagged. That bed back at her hotel was waiting for her, and she knew what would happen when she got there.

She followed her entourage out to her limo. When she was alone in the back, she felt her pussy starting to throb. Now and then, she became so overheated that she had to get off in the limousine, but tonight she was able to restrain herself until she reached her hotel room.

As soon as she was through the door, she tore off her clothes and threw herself on the bed. Both hands went to her pussy, which was already dripping wet. Her fingers attacked her clitoris, rubbing it mercilessly. She had, somehow, managed to keep her hymen intact through all of this, but she suspected it couldn't survive too much 
longer.



She was on the brink, both with this jerk-off and her life. If she didn't get laid soon, they would be checking her into the nuthouse. And since she had made such a big 
deal about waiting until marriage, by God, she was going to get married--ASAP. 

Ranveer had been momentarily shocked at her proposal, but quickly agreed. After all, he had been trying to get into her pants ever since their days together on "Ram-Leela." Deepika didn't give a shit. He had a dick, and he was the only person she could plausibly marry right now.

The first orgasm rolled over her within a minute, the waves of pleasure crashing through her body, but she didn't slow down. She would be fingering herself to 

exhausted sleep tonight, just as she had every night for the last year. 



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[Mom'sbigboob's]

Nice story