She asked me-“Do you know love making?”, I replied -“Yes a little”. The she said-“So come to my bed room”. We entered her bedroom which wa... alighted with a night bulb. She shut the door. She ordered me to open up my cloths and she also started opening her sari. Now we both stood naked and my penis stood firm and stiff towards her, I like a hypnotized man went towards her and embraced her with all my might. She groaned like Ahhhh…ahhh. Then I started rubbing her waist and hips. I sat on the. This is all answered momentarily."Hello girlie," the man says, "I'm your new master. Just call me Stallion, since all of the other slave girls do. You're probably wondering why I look familiar. I have been stalking you around your hangouts for a while and you have seen me at least a few times. I wanted you to. This makes the moment we're in all the more visceral." What am I doing here? Why are my arms tied? Where am I? What are you going to do to me?"The man interrupts her ranting and raving by. On one scouting foray, looking for new boots and girls of easy virtue, I did find one that I thought took a shine to me, and my pride and lust damn near got me killed. "Come back tomorrow night," she had said in a whisper when I asked if we could find a place to be together. She was a fine, broad, young woman with generous hips and swinging dugs that tended to fall out of her apron-draped blouse when she leaned over to serve her tables. Her dark curls and generous smile as well as the chance to. He throbbed the stiff rod again in the hot-channeled depths of her tight narrow passage, watching her wincing face below.She groaned again, but more softly as she felt the embedded cock expanding the tight-stretched walls of her throbbing passageway."Ooooh," she gasped breathlessly as the older man flexed again."Noooooooooo, pleeeeeease," she pleaded, her eyes clamped tightly shut as she seesawed between the tiny throbs of pleasure and the lingering pain. He flexed the stiff rod again deep in.