After reading my story on ISS my madam (chemistry professor) sent me some scanned copy of her diary and wrote me to write this story by hiding her nam... and city. So this story I have written in her words and my part is written by me. I am 200% sure this story will run a hot blood in yourself after reading it. Next paragraph is starting the story in her words.My name is Priya. I am eldest in my family. My father expired when I was only 18 years old. I have one sister and one brother younger than. I will wait here for the magus emissary, perhaps at their so-called school I can learn more about my gift and what I can do with it. Who knows I might just become one of the strongest magus in the land.” I chuckled at the last part to lighten the mood, sadly that failed quite badly.“Don’t make light of this! We will never see you again, let alone get a single letter! Mother knows this better than anyone in this town. Her little sister was taken by the magus and not once did she receive a. Then I left his cock and started kissing him again now he told me to go to the bedroom and wait he came to the room after 15mins as he came in I could see he was not stable and just had few drinks and even smoked a cigarette then he came to me and directly came over me and started kissing my neck and lips his weight was a lot for me to bear but I was able to do it he slowly went down and took my boobs in his mouth and was just eating and sucking it like a kid.Then he went down to my navel and. Best, “TouchOfGray”**To: TouchOfGray From: A.M. Subject: Erotic PainDear T.,I’m having a difficult time grasping all of this. Can it really be true? You’re really, truly not him? How can this be? How can you have written these stories and not be him? I think I find it harder to comprehend that you have such a filthy, evocative imagination (and writing style), than that you’re not my Gray, with whose filth and powers of evocation I am intimately acquainted. So you just made all this up, you.