Ashqar finished his cigarette and came in and sat on the couch. Desi indian I freaked and looked around and it was Ashqar. He closed his eyes fully and held my head tightly. Just then I could feel a sense of coldness in my pussy. But looks like the milk is out of stock,” he said, as he pinched my nipples.“What the fuck, Ashqar! As I started walking Sameer too got up and smacked my ass once again and said, “Go to your master, bitch!”Mohit and Sameer were standing behind me with their hands pressing my ass. So I sat on my knees and raised my hand to take his dick.But he hit my hand and said, “No need to use your hands. Ashqar made me wear my leggings and spaghetti top without my inners. Mohit came and stood in between our legs and started to insert his dick into my pussy.
