"I pushed pause and flipped to the Photo Album app, even though I waspretty sure what I'd find there. I was still shocked to find that therewere 97 ne... photos waiting in an album titled "Sissy Michelle night 1."97 pictures!In each one I was on my knees in a bathroom stall with a glazed look onmy face and a cock shoved down my throat. Or it was a picture of me frombehind with a cock plowing in and out of my ass. Every single picturehad a good shot of my face, usually glazed with cum and a look. Toh jab maine apni last story post ki toh uske 6-7 din baad mera pass mail aya aur usme huamre baat hone lagi toh pehle unhone ne btaya ke nice story and all fir hum daily mails exchange krne lge and mails main hum apni oics exchange krli numbers exchange kr liyeFir kuch 15-20 din baad unka mere ko call aya aur usne kha ke uske pati 5 din ke liye mumbai ja rhe hai and she invited me for massage in vadodara and I immediately booked my ticket aur usi sham main Vadodara phunch gya uske pati raat. No one ever sleeps well in a hotel bed, and my large Regency four-poster bed whispered happy thoughts to her and cradled her in her recovery like a happy warm womb. By her second day 'home', I was feeding her small bowls of watery porridge, which she loathed, calling it a "Dickensian gruel", but still ate every morsel. Milk, soup, Jell-O and pudding rounded out her limited diet, but I offered as much to her as she would take. Her skeletal frame began to slightly round out and while helping her. I could see her deep hazel eyes through the smoke, and the flawlessly maintained dreadlocks framing her face as it cleared. Most of them brown, her natural color, with a few colored blonde, tan, black, red, purple, blue, grey; all in a pattern that seemed to pull your eyes to hers. It was having an intoxicating effect on me. Her usual work attire was unflattering, but today under that coat she had on a thin tank top and matching bra, making her 36D breasts impossible to miss, hugging the curves.