I was at the time skinny, not good at sports, and didnt really have a lot of friends either, preferring to spend my time reading in my room. This had ...eveloped as a defensive thing because I didnt have to hear my parents arguing when I was in my room reading, and since I had begun doing idiotic things to try and get some attention from my parents, it seemed like I was always grounded and couldnt go outside and play with the few friends that I had. The more we talked, the less depressed I got,. Who's the masochist here?" I know," he sighed. "Miss... Acacia, that's sometimes very hard to remember. If you're going to take a shower, it would be nice if I could get some clean clothes on you, too. I'm afraid there's not much here you could wear." Oh, I could wear anything, if we're just going to sit around," she replied."Well, there might be a sweat shirt and some sweat pants that would cinch up adequately," he said. "But they'd be huge on you." I'll make do," she said. "I really feel like. This story is about my encounter with my Office staff Miss Priyanka (Fake Name), this started when I was already married. My married life was normal only problem with our married life was maybe MY BETTER HALF was not that keen in sex or even open to talk about it even not experimental in sex as I always fantasized it to be There started all problems I was having great urge to have 1 – 2 times sex a day & usually my erection used to be very good & I used to successfully perform for a long time. The stink of Vina’s ass triggered something primitive in my brain: I felt my head tingle as I furiously stroked my cock, staring at her dirty little hole as it stared back at me. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum on your filthy shit-hole you fucking whore, I’m gonna cum!” I couldn’t hold it any longer, and I shot spurt after spurt of hot, sticky white semen all over Vina’s asshole. “Mmmmm, Daddy, your cum’s so warm!” she moaned. And there was so much of it! My cum plastered her asshole and butt cheeks,.