To tel you about my girlfriend monika(name changed) she was a north Indian very pretty fair and slightly on the plumpy look and had a feature of 38-34...34 and she was a normal girl but very sweet.The story, me and monika had joined for our master in the same uni but were strangers from the time in saw her in London waiting for her connecting flight and it happened so we both were on the same flight and when we landed she was picked up by a cab and i thought my dream was over but for not long. I. When I finally broke into an orgasm, my cry came out in its most lovely and shameful tune. Arching my back into its fullest extent, my legs inevitably clamped on her head and she felt the burst of my surging flow right on her face. My sense of self collapsed into a moment of pure white and when I returned back into reality, I became a complete mess. Exhausted beyond measure, limbs trembling in every inch, and heavy with perspiration, I took my breath in loud gasps.When she rose up from her. Huh!!! Mmmmmmmm hello again&hellip,&hellip,&hellip,. I sigh. My skin feels so soft and warm under your hand. You smile as you stroke up and down my leg slowly, feeling the smoothness of my skin. Your hand glides slowly before coming to rest on my leather ankle restraint. Your fingers play with the buckle for several seconds, teasing, before finally undoing the strap. You slowly run the back of your finger nail down my ankle and across my foot, I pull away instinctively, moaning and giggling a. ? I left my family and friends, myschool,my entire lifestyle to be withmy boyfriend. I was in love. Once he had meliving with him, he set about tochange my love of him to love of his bigblack prick.??????????????????????????????? As I crawlacross the floor toward Tyronein his chair, the bell he hashanging from my clit makes the prettiestlittle sound. thepadlocks he put through each of my nipples cause my titsto hang heavy and swing. Tyroneloves that. As I crawl, my eyes are rivetedon his cock..