Markus stepped back, his eyes gleaming with approval as the next man stepped forward. Myra's heart raced, her body trembling with anticipation. The man, tall and broad-shouldered, grabbed her roughly by the hair, pulling her head back to meet his gaze. "Abhi teri baari hai, randi,"* he growled, his voice low and commanding.

Her lips parted, her breath catching in her throat. She knew what was coming, and she craved it. She dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his as she took his thick cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip. "Kaise chusegi, saali?"* he taunted, his hands tightening in her hair.