Mustaq grabbed it in his hand and stroked it’s length….. forcing a large drop of clear liquid to seep from the end. Rajnandini’s eyes followed the drop….. it began to drip down the shaft.
Pulling her jaw down, Mustaq simply ordered, “Open”.
His cock smelled like her mother’s beautifully scented pussy-juices and her mouth started to water. He pointed the end of his cock at the perfectly shaped “O” of her sweet mouth. Placing the cock-head on her tongue, he instantly felt the warmth of her oral cavity. She just sat there, not really knowing what to do.
“Use your tongue Miss Dutta, just like when we kissed…… bathe my cock with your tongue. Clean your mother’s cunt-juices off from it”. Mustaq directed the confused aspiring actress.
This got things started and Rajnandini began to twirl her tongue around the head of Mustaq’s darkish cock-head. “Lots of spit now.”
Mustaq was still holding her chin and throat with one hand. He placed his free hand on the back of her head….. allowing him to control her movements. He began using her head for his pleasure, almost masturbating with it.
Rajnandini was not sure if she really liked this. With Mustaq holding her head, she had no control. As he began fucking her mouth with steadier strokes, he began feeding her more of his cock. Every once in a while he would go too far and she would feel the head nudge up against her throat causing her to gag.
“Oh yeah, that’s music to my ears. Gag on that big cock Miss Dutta”. Mustaq groaned in ecstasy.
Rajnandini felt him pull her face towards his groin and felt the head of his cock pushing against her throat. Her cheeks puffed out as she tried to gag but Mustaq was not allowing her to pull back.
“Deeper cunt, I want your nose buried in my pubics. Not bad for your first time for a massive tool” Mustaq praised, “You got most of it, I have an idea….”
Surindar meanwhile had the matured heroine up on her knees in doggy style and was plowing her from behind. This left a bit of room down on the bottom of the bed. Taking Rajnandini by the hair, Mustaq drew her to her feet and pushed her towards the bed.
She sat down, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked so hot with her hair a mess and her medium size tits heaving on her chest. Pulling her down on the bed, Mustaq positioned the young heroine on her back….. and dragged her towards her father.
Rajnandini’s head was now hanging off the edge. Looking into her big dark eyes, her father could see that she was frightened. He struggled uselessly against his bonds. Seeing the look, Mustaq walked around behind him, bringing his mouth close to his ear, and said, “This should be a good view Duttababu. Just let me know if my ass gets in the way.”
With a hearty laugh, Mustaq clapped Nandan on the shoulders and headed for the bed. “Open” was all he said as he positioned himself above the frightened girl. Mustaq knew that from this angle, he had a clear shot down in Rajnandini’s throat. From this position, he would surely be able to bottom out in the girl’s mouth.