Tasha became a little down and said that the boys there were only interested in White girls or sluts that would give them head on the first date. I lo...ked at her and said “That caught me by surprise” and gave a little chuckle. Tasha replied with “Because of how the guys were like little boys she had not been dating and had to take care of need needs herself”! Once again I acted surprised and said “Well Tasha I am sorry to hear that, and if I could help you I would”! Her head snapped my way and. Do you understand? A tiny nod of her head and I continue, If you do not move your hips, and last through ten shocks, I will withdraw it and give you a moment to rest. Clear? Another nod. Good. With this word I begin to slide it in, her tears slide down her cheeks in a study stream and I watch her muscles tense in an attempt to hold still. Now baby doll, here comes number one. Daddy is going to love watching you get fucked by this weapon when your hips move. Daddy si going to love stabbing you. She was so cute that there was no need for a cosmetic touch on her face for becoming a heroine if she wished so. When she giggled, her white jasmine teeth and quail’s voice incited me to have chitchat with her. I dreamt those days if I could become a lover of her! Those days Gujarati girls were wearing tight pants and check shirts. Since I was sitting just opposite to her seat, I could easily see her frontage. Her thighs were of huge size and very much in good shape. When she sits her ‘V’. Than you better get in your damn birthday suit as fast as lightening, or I'll be forced to rip those rags off your ass...' Shaken, I undid my belt and dropped my pants and started to lift my shirt. Th other two leaped over and help me remove my shirts till I was standing there naked. They slid there hands over my body, each time I batted one away another would probe deeper. They would twist my nipples, yank my penis and probe my anus. I was open;y weeping at this point when I noticed that three.