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I wait silently behind the door, staring through the peephole.
But, I hear no sound and see no one.
After a couple of minutes, I walk away.
 
I settle down in my couch, take a sip of my coffee,
Which was not at all all that hot now.
And I begin to read the ad, yet again…
Wanted bold woman for Bollywood Blockbuster!
 
Hardly do I sit down and take a sip of my coffee, than the doorbell rings again.
I curse loudly,
“Bloody Fuck!”
I get up again and head to the door, fuming!
 
I stand silent at the peephole, waiting to catch whoever was ringing my doorbell.
I figure a minute must have gone by, still no one in sight.
I stand quietly.
 
A couple of minutes go by, I stand silently at the door.
Looking through the peephole, hoping to spot whoever it is that was ringing my doorbell.
 
But, there is no sound nor movement outside my door.
I decide to wait for a minute more.
 
I wait in silence, straining through the peephole.
It felt eerie.
Someone was ringing my doorbell, but no one was to be seen.
 
After a minute went by, I was frustrated and gave up.
I walked to my coffee, it had turned cold.
I decided to shower and threw down my clothes on the floor of my living room and walked to the bathroom.
 
The cold waters of the shower made me feel fresh and relaxed.
I wondered who the asshole was who kept ringing my doorbell and vanishing.
I decided that after my refreshing shower, I would make myself another refreshing cup of coffee and get down to reading that ad again.


http://i.imgur.com/eQOGbcI.gif
 
By now I had a massive hard on. It was not like I was a virgin or something. But the kind of messages and photos being sent by these women was definitely something else altogether. I started to stroke my cock harder, pouring eagerly through all the photos that were coming in.
 
I took a sip of my coffee and began to read what to me, was one of the most intriguing ads in my life. There was something about it that just lured me to it. I began to read.
 
I sat behind my desk in my office, watching email after email and picture after picture being sent in to me. It was really true that almost anyone and everyone wanted to join Bollywood.
The mails and photos that I was getting were stunning and shocking.
I sat back and read the emails and watched the photos of wives, girlfriends, sluts, lawyers, doctors, teachers, maids, mistresses, engineers, there was just about every woman from every profession, known and unknown, writing in to me.
My cock was rock hard and I was now masturbating vigorously as I read the emails and saw the photos of these women, semi naked and naked.

http://www.desixxxpics.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/indian-horny-babe-desi.jpg
 
Naked, the chain on, I hide behind the door and open it and say,
“Kya hua bhaiyya?”
(What happened brother?)
 
He kept quiet, not answering.
I asked him again.
“Bolo bhaiyya, kya hua?”
(Tell me brother, what happened?)
 
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