I went to her, climbed up the bed. She rolled, but I caught her and pulled her towards me and we stared at each others eyes for long time. It was love...or lust I never knew nor I wanted to know. All I knew was she was mine, I could fuck her like it’s the last day of our lives.I kissed her, our lips met.. I could taste her lips, the softness. Our tongues fought with each other inside our mouths, saliva exchanged. We kissed for a long time, then parted for taking breath. I then slowly kissed her. He stops using my for a footrest or chair. When he rapes me now, he holds me up by my sides and moves me up and down on his dick. He starts raping me while doing other things, and therefore more often. Hell lean to the side and watch TV while bouncing me up and down on his cock. Hell do the same while on the computer, stopping whenever he types, resuming whenever he reads. The days just seem to blur together. On Thursday morning, the 5th morning I woke up there, he tells me during his wake-up. We have a few lickspittles. And I've seen the Germans rape women and the British dally with boys, but I've not met one I would call a real man, not one." Fah," she said, licking her lips as I came nearer. There was no fear in her face but perhaps some doubt in her eyes."What made you curse when you came home this evening?" I asked, putting one hand gently back on her hip and the other on her chin, raising her mouth toward mine."None of your brutish business, you rude man," she said, freeing her. Maine usske panty par hath pherna chalu kiya aur wo mujhe kahte rah eke bhiyaa aab buss kar abb bohoot hooo gaya hai maine usske ek naa sune aur phir dheere se maineUsske panty ko neeche utar diya ,kya gori chut thi uski.maine uski chut ko chatna shuru kiya or wo siskari lene, bohoot maza aa raha hai bhiyaa aur joor se joor se bhiyaa. Aur phir usne mujhe joor se pakad liya aur mai samajh gaya kiii aab wo jhadne wale haiaur maine apna puraa mooo usske chud se chipka liyaa aur wooo jaise hooo.