Some would look at her, and see a sweaty, hot visage. Frankly, she looked like hell. I, however, noticed how fit and toned she was, how perfect her bo...y was, and how much sway was in her hips. Even when running, she had that motion that I identified with a slutty, sensuous lover. I observed all this, not just from one encounter, but over the course of a week, as we passed briefly each day. She appeared to be about 10 years older than me, which suits me just fine. Monday morning of the second. If I’m still angry at this point, still hurt with what and where I am, then we are somewhere confined – a dungeon room, a jail cell, a locked bedroom. I fight with him and he hurts me – hurts me so good. I am manhandled, and smacked at least two or three times, but I never stop fighting until his hand is around my neck. That is his power, that is what I respect at this point, his ability to deprive me of air, of life. With his hand, so much larger and rougher than mine, gripping my neck, just. Removed her langa and undergarment(kacha), I rubbed her pussy and wanted to suck but didn’t like the smell and inserted my finger and she started to cry still loudly…And told me that you motherfucker, I hate u, mine was very hard and decided to enter her…I spread her legs and sat nicely between her legs and rub mine on her vagina(thullu) and enjoying. At last I inserted my penis and pressed hard..She screamed..Haa and started to move slowly and started to kiss her face, she turned her face as. It was such a sexual rush, such a release of my intense longing and desire, that I almost fainted. I moaned softly, hardly able to believe my luck – there was not a shred of doubt that I was being propositioned sexually; at long last, it was happening, and I would gladly give myself without a second’s hesitation.All the time, whilst she was caressing me, her gaze had been locked on mine, holding me transfixed. In fact, one thing that made her physical advances so arousing was that she did not.