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Chapter 17- The Pleasure or Pain 1
Manju smiled at Neelam. Neelams blouse was completely wet now due to the ice drops which Manju had put inside her blouse. Slowly Manju removed the saree of Neelam.
Neelam was now standing with her hands tied, wearing just her sleeveless blouse and peti-coat. She had stopped wearing mangal-sutra few months back. Her body did not have any jewelry except a golden chain which she wore, as was gifted to her by her father. She was still wearing her high heels, and as her mother's instruction she always wore ankle bracelet- called payal, and toe rings. Despite whatever the circumstances or situation, she never ever left wearing those. She respected her mother, though she had stopped wearing the mangal-sutra long time back.
Playing with ice on her navel, Manju was some how liking the torture she was giving to Neelam, that is what she thought though! Manju played with navel of Neelam, sticking the ice cube in and around her round navel. Neelam with her eyes closed, was trying to enjoy the pleasure. The air con of the auditorium was at minimum, she was already feeling very cold, but she started to dance with the tune of Manju.
Manju was still wearing her saree, but she had removed her sandals. The floor of the stage was wooden, and drops of water or juices from her pussy were dropping down on the floor. Neelam was moaning. Moaning in joy or due to cold ice, still was not very clear.
But Manju was in a different mood tonight. She slowly started to emptied the bottle of beer inside her pet-coat. This time she also added some drops of ice cubes inside the bottle.. The beer made her panties itchy. She wanted to take her hands and scratch her pussy, which had become wet due to the beer and itchy. The beer once it dries up becomes sticky.
This time Neelam moved up and down, as she found the itching. Looking at her legs moving, the voice from the auditorium said, "Tie her legs also, this is very good"
Manju who was drinking the bottle , to increase her stimulus, liked the idea. Searching for more cuffs, she searched the box which was lying beside the fridge. There were two more hand cuffs . Neelam did not like the idea of her legs being tied. She struggled to ensure, that her ankles are not tied. Manju struggled.
Seeing Manju struggled, the voice from auditorium sent her body guard to help her. Her body guard was a strong well built man. He rushed to the stage, and holding her legs tightly tied both of them to poles. The way he held her ankles made Neelam cry in pain..
"Ouch" she shouted in pain. The tight grip of his hands had left the mark on her legs. But he was emotionless, and he left the stage immediately.
Manju smiled once again at Neelam. Neelam was feeling the pain, and also itching. Manju continued to pour more and more beer inside her peti-coat. Neelam was finding it now little unbearable. Her hands were stretching struggling to take out her hands from the cuffs, but she felt as her hands were getting more stuck in that cuff. She was now shouting , and crying "Please Mam, I am feeling lots of itching.. please"..
Manju smiled, and then she looked at the stage and said "Hope you are enjoying it bitch, you called your own down fall by allowing me , I wont miss this opportunity, that is why I am your boss and your still the teacher"
As Neelam was still feeling itchy, and sweating, Manju continued to pour beer after beer inside her blouse and her panties. Perhaps seeing Neelam suffered, Manju put her mouth just below her peti-coat to drink the beer falling down from her panties. This was an amusing thing, which no one must have thought of. Manju was getting hotter, as Neelam was feeling the heat. The taste of the beer was little salty, may be due to sweat or juices of Neelam.
Manju spat the beer on the floor, and then taking little more of the dropping beer from her peti-coat she filled her mouth.
Then she moved towards Neelam, and smooched her again with her mouth filled with beer. She spat each ounce of beer inside her mouth to the mouth of Neelam. Then she screamed "See how bad your pussy tastes you bitch".
The taste of beer kind a made Neelam little more satisfied. As happens our body got used to the atmosphere and weather. The itching had reduced, and she was feeling little better than before now. Her body had adjusted to the changing atmosphere and now she was enjoying the torture she was going through.
Though Manju was doing everything with lot of arrogance and revenge, and her eyes were red, but a smile came to Neelam's face.
"Do whatever you want bitch, my pussy (chut) tastes better than yours, bring it on".
Listening to these words of Neelam, Manju out of mere anger, just untied the peti-coat of Neelam, and it dropped on her legs!!
Neelam was just now on her hot panties!!
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Manju smiled at Neelam. Neelams blouse was completely wet now due to the ice drops which Manju had put inside her blouse. Slowly Manju removed the saree of Neelam.
Neelam was now standing with her hands tied, wearing just her sleeveless blouse and peti-coat. She had stopped wearing mangal-sutra few months back. Her body did not have any jewelry except a golden chain which she wore, as was gifted to her by her father. She was still wearing her high heels, and as her mother's instruction she always wore ankle bracelet- called payal, and toe rings. Despite whatever the circumstances or situation, she never ever left wearing those. She respected her mother, though she had stopped wearing the mangal-sutra long time back.
Playing with ice on her navel, Manju was some how liking the torture she was giving to Neelam, that is what she thought though! Manju played with navel of Neelam, sticking the ice cube in and around her round navel. Neelam with her eyes closed, was trying to enjoy the pleasure. The air con of the auditorium was at minimum, she was already feeling very cold, but she started to dance with the tune of Manju.
Manju was still wearing her saree, but she had removed her sandals. The floor of the stage was wooden, and drops of water or juices from her pussy were dropping down on the floor. Neelam was moaning. Moaning in joy or due to cold ice, still was not very clear.
But Manju was in a different mood tonight. She slowly started to emptied the bottle of beer inside her pet-coat. This time she also added some drops of ice cubes inside the bottle.. The beer made her panties itchy. She wanted to take her hands and scratch her pussy, which had become wet due to the beer and itchy. The beer once it dries up becomes sticky.
This time Neelam moved up and down, as she found the itching. Looking at her legs moving, the voice from the auditorium said, "Tie her legs also, this is very good"
Manju who was drinking the bottle , to increase her stimulus, liked the idea. Searching for more cuffs, she searched the box which was lying beside the fridge. There were two more hand cuffs . Neelam did not like the idea of her legs being tied. She struggled to ensure, that her ankles are not tied. Manju struggled.
Seeing Manju struggled, the voice from auditorium sent her body guard to help her. Her body guard was a strong well built man. He rushed to the stage, and holding her legs tightly tied both of them to poles. The way he held her ankles made Neelam cry in pain..
"Ouch" she shouted in pain. The tight grip of his hands had left the mark on her legs. But he was emotionless, and he left the stage immediately.
Manju smiled once again at Neelam. Neelam was feeling the pain, and also itching. Manju continued to pour more and more beer inside her peti-coat. Neelam was finding it now little unbearable. Her hands were stretching struggling to take out her hands from the cuffs, but she felt as her hands were getting more stuck in that cuff. She was now shouting , and crying "Please Mam, I am feeling lots of itching.. please"..
Manju smiled, and then she looked at the stage and said "Hope you are enjoying it bitch, you called your own down fall by allowing me , I wont miss this opportunity, that is why I am your boss and your still the teacher"
As Neelam was still feeling itchy, and sweating, Manju continued to pour beer after beer inside her blouse and her panties. Perhaps seeing Neelam suffered, Manju put her mouth just below her peti-coat to drink the beer falling down from her panties. This was an amusing thing, which no one must have thought of. Manju was getting hotter, as Neelam was feeling the heat. The taste of the beer was little salty, may be due to sweat or juices of Neelam.
Manju spat the beer on the floor, and then taking little more of the dropping beer from her peti-coat she filled her mouth.
Then she moved towards Neelam, and smooched her again with her mouth filled with beer. She spat each ounce of beer inside her mouth to the mouth of Neelam. Then she screamed "See how bad your pussy tastes you bitch".
The taste of beer kind a made Neelam little more satisfied. As happens our body got used to the atmosphere and weather. The itching had reduced, and she was feeling little better than before now. Her body had adjusted to the changing atmosphere and now she was enjoying the torture she was going through.
Though Manju was doing everything with lot of arrogance and revenge, and her eyes were red, but a smile came to Neelam's face.
"Do whatever you want bitch, my pussy (chut) tastes better than yours, bring it on".
Listening to these words of Neelam, Manju out of mere anger, just untied the peti-coat of Neelam, and it dropped on her legs!!
Neelam was just now on her hot panties!!
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Chapter 17 The Pleasure or Pain- 2
Manju was licking now the hot and wet body of Neelam. Neelam was now in her heels, sexiest thong, and blouse. She was wearing payal and toe ring. She was moaning in joy. The itching in her pussy had stopped. Her hot white body was submerged with the beer, and river of water and beer, was flowing from her pussy through her thighs down till her ankles. Some drop of beer was dropping directly to the ground from her vagina. The immense joy and happiness she was feeling was just unfathomable. Manju was in mood of revenge, but Neelam had now started to enjoy the fun.
Her lips of vagina were clearly visible from her panties. We cannot say them as panties, as they were hardly covering her pussy.
Manju who was older, and chubby, was dancing or say moving around Neelam so as to say that I am here to fuck you... Manju had drunk may be 5 or 6 pints of beer in enthusiasm. She was not used to drink, and when your body is hot, and in mood of revenge, you don't realize anything, but when ultimately it had to impact you. Slowly and steadily the alcohol was taking its toll, and as it was playing inside her body, so was her horniness. Both Manju and Neelam were not lesbian. But somehow it is said- "when an actor is on stage he just forgets all its hesitation
Slowly and slowly Manju herself was loosing control. She had forgot that she was being watched. She quickly removed her saree, so as to feel more comfortable. Her eyes were getting red and red , may be due to intake of alcohol or lust. She was slowly but consistently feeling more and more horny. Her peti-coat had turned completely drenched. It was drenched in the sweat which was flowing down from her waist.
The Principal who was searching for revenge, was now herself getting caught in the web of lust.
Neelam on the other hand was cool and chilled. She was enjoying being played around with. Her pussy was becoming wetter and wetter. She was liking the punishment - or pleasure she was being given by her Principal. Initial struggle had changed into a struggle of joy. Her white milky thighs had turned into the blackish coke like colors. Her blouse was not fitting to her body, due to being too tight for her boobs. Her nipples were erect, and she was in a different world all-together. The juices were continuing to flow from her vagina, as they would flow from a hot virgin teenager. The very focus of lights on her was making her crazy.
Manju slowly had untied her blouse, and at one go snatched it from her breasts. The bra which she was wearing also came out alongside her bra! Her hard big boobs got exposed on the stage. She was now wearing a panty, and the heels. Her eyes were closed. Her blackish nipples were erect, showing the sign that she was horny. Her chest and body again had blackish river of beer which was mixed alongside the sweat of her body. The beer on her body had dried up little.
Manju had started to kiss Neelam. Despite her best possible efforts- she was unable to control herself. She continued to kiss Neelam, and continued to abuse her. Initial abuses she said were all- in English, but then suddenly her abused turned to Hindi. "Behen ki l.... Bhons....teri Maa ki..." From pussy, she had started call it "Chut", ahhh" your chut (pussy ) is so yummy, you bitch"... The more she abused the more crazy Neelam would become. Her hands and ankles were still handcuffed.
Neelam was moaning, but than she started to said " Oh Fuck me you bitch, bring it on, make me horny, make me a slut", and she responded to her kiss with lot of enthusiasm. Both the Principal and teacher were now kissing each other like a two crazy woman on stage. The bouncers who were standing down, just could not hold but hold their dick in mere excitement. They had never seen two Indian middle aged ladies, behaving like a hot, cheap sluts!!
Manju continued to kiss Neelam, and playing with her boobs once in a while. She tried to lick, every part of sticky beer on her body with her tongue. She was somehow enjoying the taste of salty beer. She tried her best to clean and lick each and every drop of beer which was flowing from her top to bottom. Neelam would continue to encourage her, and moan joyfully... "Yah...hmmm mummy" she was crying in joy, and moaning like a hot porn star "ahhh.. maar gayie.. mummy" she was not acting, but naturally coming to her again and again...She was enjoying.... Her pussy was now feeling hungry, to get a big dick..
She was still in her panties, and Manju was still wearing her Pet-coat and Blouse. She had removed her heels to feel and move around better.
Manju, then again went to the box which was lying on the stage. Opening the box she found many sex toys, some gels, and some strings which were gelled. She looked here and there, and the took out one the strings from the box. She had watched one porn long time back at her younger days, and a thought was coming to her.
The string was little bit bigger than then the size of the stage. She tied one at one end, and took that string just below the underwear of Neelam, and tied it at another end. Neelam was looking at her anxiously. She was not able to understand what Manju was planning. Then with the scissors, she cut her panties into two. The string was just going below her pussy, and then the music began.
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Manju was licking now the hot and wet body of Neelam. Neelam was now in her heels, sexiest thong, and blouse. She was wearing payal and toe ring. She was moaning in joy. The itching in her pussy had stopped. Her hot white body was submerged with the beer, and river of water and beer, was flowing from her pussy through her thighs down till her ankles. Some drop of beer was dropping directly to the ground from her vagina. The immense joy and happiness she was feeling was just unfathomable. Manju was in mood of revenge, but Neelam had now started to enjoy the fun.
Her lips of vagina were clearly visible from her panties. We cannot say them as panties, as they were hardly covering her pussy.
Manju who was older, and chubby, was dancing or say moving around Neelam so as to say that I am here to fuck you... Manju had drunk may be 5 or 6 pints of beer in enthusiasm. She was not used to drink, and when your body is hot, and in mood of revenge, you don't realize anything, but when ultimately it had to impact you. Slowly and steadily the alcohol was taking its toll, and as it was playing inside her body, so was her horniness. Both Manju and Neelam were not lesbian. But somehow it is said- "when an actor is on stage he just forgets all its hesitation
Slowly and slowly Manju herself was loosing control. She had forgot that she was being watched. She quickly removed her saree, so as to feel more comfortable. Her eyes were getting red and red , may be due to intake of alcohol or lust. She was slowly but consistently feeling more and more horny. Her peti-coat had turned completely drenched. It was drenched in the sweat which was flowing down from her waist.
The Principal who was searching for revenge, was now herself getting caught in the web of lust.
Neelam on the other hand was cool and chilled. She was enjoying being played around with. Her pussy was becoming wetter and wetter. She was liking the punishment - or pleasure she was being given by her Principal. Initial struggle had changed into a struggle of joy. Her white milky thighs had turned into the blackish coke like colors. Her blouse was not fitting to her body, due to being too tight for her boobs. Her nipples were erect, and she was in a different world all-together. The juices were continuing to flow from her vagina, as they would flow from a hot virgin teenager. The very focus of lights on her was making her crazy.
Manju slowly had untied her blouse, and at one go snatched it from her breasts. The bra which she was wearing also came out alongside her bra! Her hard big boobs got exposed on the stage. She was now wearing a panty, and the heels. Her eyes were closed. Her blackish nipples were erect, showing the sign that she was horny. Her chest and body again had blackish river of beer which was mixed alongside the sweat of her body. The beer on her body had dried up little.
Manju had started to kiss Neelam. Despite her best possible efforts- she was unable to control herself. She continued to kiss Neelam, and continued to abuse her. Initial abuses she said were all- in English, but then suddenly her abused turned to Hindi. "Behen ki l.... Bhons....teri Maa ki..." From pussy, she had started call it "Chut", ahhh" your chut (pussy ) is so yummy, you bitch"... The more she abused the more crazy Neelam would become. Her hands and ankles were still handcuffed.
Neelam was moaning, but than she started to said " Oh Fuck me you bitch, bring it on, make me horny, make me a slut", and she responded to her kiss with lot of enthusiasm. Both the Principal and teacher were now kissing each other like a two crazy woman on stage. The bouncers who were standing down, just could not hold but hold their dick in mere excitement. They had never seen two Indian middle aged ladies, behaving like a hot, cheap sluts!!
Manju continued to kiss Neelam, and playing with her boobs once in a while. She tried to lick, every part of sticky beer on her body with her tongue. She was somehow enjoying the taste of salty beer. She tried her best to clean and lick each and every drop of beer which was flowing from her top to bottom. Neelam would continue to encourage her, and moan joyfully... "Yah...hmmm mummy" she was crying in joy, and moaning like a hot porn star "ahhh.. maar gayie.. mummy" she was not acting, but naturally coming to her again and again...She was enjoying.... Her pussy was now feeling hungry, to get a big dick..
She was still in her panties, and Manju was still wearing her Pet-coat and Blouse. She had removed her heels to feel and move around better.
Manju, then again went to the box which was lying on the stage. Opening the box she found many sex toys, some gels, and some strings which were gelled. She looked here and there, and the took out one the strings from the box. She had watched one porn long time back at her younger days, and a thought was coming to her.
The string was little bit bigger than then the size of the stage. She tied one at one end, and took that string just below the underwear of Neelam, and tied it at another end. Neelam was looking at her anxiously. She was not able to understand what Manju was planning. Then with the scissors, she cut her panties into two. The string was just going below her pussy, and then the music began.
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Chapter 18 The Drama 1
Now every time Manju will stretch the string, it will pierce the vagina of Neelam. Neelam would cry in joy. Her pleasure run no bound. Everytime she would take her ass up to avoid the string, but as Manju stretched the string would just touch her pussy enough to create the sensation. Neelam just could not resist but moan in pleasure. "Ahhhhhhhhhhm" she would cry in joy, every time the string would pierce her pussy and pierce her G-spot, she would cry in joy.
"Ouccch" , "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaah", the sound which were kind of coming from all directions in the auditorium.
The seating audience, the lady just could not control, and her hands were inside her shorts, touching her pussy. She just could not help but masturbate.
The string fucking, continued for some time on the stage, and finally, Neelam just squirted the liquid out of her Pussy. This was the first time ever that she had squirted to liquid. She was sweating, and big relief was on her face. The string fucking had helped her orgasm many times. And as now she was little cold, the string was hurting her pussy.
Manju's face was just below the pussy of Neelam. The liquid from her pussy directly fall on Manju's face, as if targeting the spot! Manju swallowed all her liquid in one go. She was herself feeling very horny by now.
The audience lady again shouted "change the position"...."Too hot", as she also cum simultaneously along side Neelam, her hands were still inside her pussy, and her bouncers saw their owner cum for the first time!
The atmosphere was very hot. So as to relax a bit, a break was announced. Break was required, so that every one can just gather and refresh themselves. The curtain was again closed. Everyone wanted to run to bathroom. The bouncers wanted to go and masturbate, the ladies wanted to pee. It was really one hot session. But it was just the first half, second half was yet to come.
Manju untied the strings, and also untied Neelam's hands and legs. There was not a single regret or revenge in the eyes of Neelam. She thanked Manju, for giving her pleasure of time.
Manju was totally surprised at the gesture of Neelam. She was expecting her to be upset and angry on her. But she was surprisingly very humble and thankful
As Neelam and Manju left for the washroom at the green room, Neelam was still naked. Manju though had wrapped her Saree.
Manju just could not resist and ask Neelam - 'what has happened to you Neelu, I have just mistreated you, given you so much pain, humiliated you, and you are thanking me. Are you okay?"
Smile came on Neelam's face. She remained quite, fixing the make up. She was still smiling as she put more lipstick on her lips. Then she held her breasts through his two hands, and then kind of fixed her breasts!
Then she looked at Manju, and then said " You see, I was always someone who loved Sex. But due to my personality and family situations, I never was loved . In our society, women are not thought of having sexual desires. Patel helped me find the real woman inside me. He has brought the best from inside me. I now no my body, I now no my self, and honestly I love sex. I want to experience all the sexual pleasure of my life. I like pain! "
Manju, got shocked. What is she talking about, she thought looking at her. She was astonished. The women who was one of the very nice simple and one of a simple lady, quiet, irritating and so friendly woman had transformed into such a big slut. The shocking thing was the confidence, and self assured she was . That is what was pinching her more. The smile in her face was unbearable. She was a different lady she was talking too.
They were offered some refreshment also. The lady knew that they have gone through some good show. As they were having their refreshment, the lady who was in the audience came up.
The both got the shock of their lives. The lady was none other but one of the trustees only. The lady was on the board of their school. Actually she was not on the board, her husband was on the board. They had met her many times. She always looked to be a hot and ambitious lady. But they were not aware that she also in hand in globe with Patel.
"No no, I am not the main, I just came to give you some refreshments and money. The boss really liked your performance. Specially Neelam, I have to say that you r such a big slut", and she just could not resist but pasted a kiss on her lips.
Neelam responded back with the same enthusiasm.
Then the lady asked Neelam " so Neelam, tell me what else you will like, handing over some cash.
Neelam smiled at her gesture, than thanked her.
The she looked at Manju, and again looked at the lady.
"Can I get dick mam" she giggled.
The lady laughed at her, "Ha ha aha, you are really a slut Neelam", she said.
"Okay, let me get back", and then she left the green room.
Manju's mouth was wide open. She just could not resist and say " You have changed, you have become a bitch "....
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Now every time Manju will stretch the string, it will pierce the vagina of Neelam. Neelam would cry in joy. Her pleasure run no bound. Everytime she would take her ass up to avoid the string, but as Manju stretched the string would just touch her pussy enough to create the sensation. Neelam just could not resist but moan in pleasure. "Ahhhhhhhhhhm" she would cry in joy, every time the string would pierce her pussy and pierce her G-spot, she would cry in joy.
"Ouccch" , "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaah", the sound which were kind of coming from all directions in the auditorium.
The seating audience, the lady just could not control, and her hands were inside her shorts, touching her pussy. She just could not help but masturbate.
The string fucking, continued for some time on the stage, and finally, Neelam just squirted the liquid out of her Pussy. This was the first time ever that she had squirted to liquid. She was sweating, and big relief was on her face. The string fucking had helped her orgasm many times. And as now she was little cold, the string was hurting her pussy.
Manju's face was just below the pussy of Neelam. The liquid from her pussy directly fall on Manju's face, as if targeting the spot! Manju swallowed all her liquid in one go. She was herself feeling very horny by now.
The audience lady again shouted "change the position"...."Too hot", as she also cum simultaneously along side Neelam, her hands were still inside her pussy, and her bouncers saw their owner cum for the first time!
The atmosphere was very hot. So as to relax a bit, a break was announced. Break was required, so that every one can just gather and refresh themselves. The curtain was again closed. Everyone wanted to run to bathroom. The bouncers wanted to go and masturbate, the ladies wanted to pee. It was really one hot session. But it was just the first half, second half was yet to come.
Manju untied the strings, and also untied Neelam's hands and legs. There was not a single regret or revenge in the eyes of Neelam. She thanked Manju, for giving her pleasure of time.
Manju was totally surprised at the gesture of Neelam. She was expecting her to be upset and angry on her. But she was surprisingly very humble and thankful
As Neelam and Manju left for the washroom at the green room, Neelam was still naked. Manju though had wrapped her Saree.
Manju just could not resist and ask Neelam - 'what has happened to you Neelu, I have just mistreated you, given you so much pain, humiliated you, and you are thanking me. Are you okay?"
Smile came on Neelam's face. She remained quite, fixing the make up. She was still smiling as she put more lipstick on her lips. Then she held her breasts through his two hands, and then kind of fixed her breasts!
Then she looked at Manju, and then said " You see, I was always someone who loved Sex. But due to my personality and family situations, I never was loved . In our society, women are not thought of having sexual desires. Patel helped me find the real woman inside me. He has brought the best from inside me. I now no my body, I now no my self, and honestly I love sex. I want to experience all the sexual pleasure of my life. I like pain! "
Manju, got shocked. What is she talking about, she thought looking at her. She was astonished. The women who was one of the very nice simple and one of a simple lady, quiet, irritating and so friendly woman had transformed into such a big slut. The shocking thing was the confidence, and self assured she was . That is what was pinching her more. The smile in her face was unbearable. She was a different lady she was talking too.
They were offered some refreshment also. The lady knew that they have gone through some good show. As they were having their refreshment, the lady who was in the audience came up.
The both got the shock of their lives. The lady was none other but one of the trustees only. The lady was on the board of their school. Actually she was not on the board, her husband was on the board. They had met her many times. She always looked to be a hot and ambitious lady. But they were not aware that she also in hand in globe with Patel.
"No no, I am not the main, I just came to give you some refreshments and money. The boss really liked your performance. Specially Neelam, I have to say that you r such a big slut", and she just could not resist but pasted a kiss on her lips.
Neelam responded back with the same enthusiasm.
Then the lady asked Neelam " so Neelam, tell me what else you will like, handing over some cash.
Neelam smiled at her gesture, than thanked her.
The she looked at Manju, and again looked at the lady.
"Can I get dick mam" she giggled.
The lady laughed at her, "Ha ha aha, you are really a slut Neelam", she said.
"Okay, let me get back", and then she left the green room.
Manju's mouth was wide open. She just could not resist and say " You have changed, you have become a bitch "....
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