‘My god, you’re twisted!’ Sanjay growled.
Soon, she reached under the canine’s belly and started fondling his 7-inched erection.
Within 3 minutes, Simba’s pecker-juice soiled her hand.
She then stood before Sanjay and Rohit undressed.
‘How much is banging her worth?’ Rohit asked.
‘No more than 10 rupees!’ Sanjay smirked.
‘Rape me!’ Deepti startled the boys.
‘Are you serious?’ Sanjay inquired.
‘Yes, I am!’ she confessed.
‘I’ll rape you!’ Sanjay yelled as he threw her against the nearest wall, savaged his 11-inched penis into her muff and started hammering her.
‘Eeeh!’ she yelped.
‘Suffer, you piece of filth!’ Rohit admonished
‘I’m cummming!’ she wailed not long before Sanjay unloaded in her snatch and dismounted her.
Rohit next brought her to her knees again.
‘You’re desperate for my cock, aren’t you, mom?’
‘Yes, sir!’ she answered.
‘You’re not getting it!’ Rohit snarled before he jacked-off into her mouth.
‘I think your mom should marry her boyfriend,’ Sanjay said.
‘Okay,’ Rohit replied, then ‘performed a wedding ceremony.’
‘Now, you’re Simba’s wife!’ he said.
‘Force me!’ Deepti begged her ‘husband’, though considering that was his ‘marital privilege’, he did, and…
‘… curse you, mutt!’ Rohit laughed.
~*~
Part 5
With English being the language used at Mumbai University, it aroused Rohit to read “Women As Sex-Objects In Ancient Societies.”
He learned that husbands were polygamous and offered their wives to male visitors in the home, though at least once a year, wives were expected to prostitute themselves. Bestiality was common, too.
And one Thursday afternoon, he was leaving class when the white, 21-y/o Lloyd – a British exchange student – approached him.
‘Hi, I’m Lloyd,’ he said.
‘I’m Rohit.’
‘Great meeting you. I’m from Bristol and our study assignments have me wondering if you know any dirty slags,’ Lloyd responded.
‘Deepti, my mom, is a dirty slag,’ Rohit answered.
‘Your mom?’
‘Yeah, and you won’t believe she married her dog, Simba.’
‘Only a despicable whore would do that!’ Lloyd said.
‘Simba and I detest her, that’s for sure!’ Rohit snickered.
He and Lloyd then walked to a restaurant and drank some coffee before riding the city bus to Deepti’s house.
‘Are you pimping me again?’ she asked Rohit.
‘Your son’s a pimp?’ Lloyd inquired.
‘He sold my $500 body to an American not long ago, sir.’
‘You evil slut!’ Lloyd snorted, then: – ‘I just heard about The Sparkling Diamond Club, and we should take her there, Rohit.’
‘When?’
‘First, let me call the manager,’ Lloyd said as he removed his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
In a bit, he told Deepti, ‘The manager wants you to demonstrate your dancing abilities.’
‘Yes, sir,’ she replied.
Rohit then ordered her to wear a harem outfit, after which a taxi drove him, Deepti and Lloyd to the club.
Devarsh, the 43-y/o manager, met her at the door and remarked, ‘Your clothes are perfect for stripping, dancing and, well, you’ll see.’
Having said that, he led her, Rohit and Lloyd on-stage and she noticed men filling a small theater.
Inspired, she disrobed and started swirling around to sitar music.
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