She had a look of surprise on her face. She knew exactly what it was."You little faggoty fucker. You don't like cock but yet you have a butt plug in y...ur man pussy? Oh you are getting it bad tonight, bitch."She grabbed my face and guided her cock in-between my lips. I couldn't resist. I began to lick the head and I drooled as it slid into my mouth."You dirty fuckin' cunt...ugh... oh yeah, suck my black dick you little white faggot."Her hands were on the back of my head guiding me to suck her. These little forays into pain took place when I new I would be alone for a week or so and thus the marks I made on my own skin would have time to fade before it was likely someone would see me naked and start to question the source of the marks. Wanking was a big part of the procedure and would lead to me ejaculating 2 or 3 times in a quite short time. On such a day I may well go into the country side to a remote place and maybe cut a few branches then drop my pants and take a few hurried. She wanted to take the Chem-II finalso she went to work studying chemistry. She plowed through the chemistry I and II textbook. She made a friend for life with one chemistry professor by explaining her approach to quantum mechanics to him. She had an elegant approach to the nature of the chemical bond. After all theoretical chemistry is really applied quantum physics. A pattern slowly developed where I would sleep in my home three or four nights a week and spend the other nights in the. I live close to you, in Powai. And we also have something in common – content!Me: Yeah, nice to know we have something common. But there are two more things.She: Let me guess? My armpits? I have always somewhat liked men looking at them. But never met one with so much enthusiasm for just my pits. The common eye generally starts raping my boobs over the clothes. And yes, I admit – the smell of the pre-cum and the cum drives me mad.Me: Hahaahaha. I can promise you that I will not open your bra.