I had been a slut, a whore, and enjoyed every minute of it. The complete and utter darkness assured anonymity and added a sense of intrigue not knowin... or caring who was doing who. I thought again how I would never fit in ever again back home. I loved cock, and to be denied it would be like an alcoholic without his liquor.I needed to cool off; the tent had to have been a stifling ninety-five degrees. Removing myself by easily rolling under the canvas and disappearing after my final fuck, the. Unfortunately her slutty look is a major turn on for almost all the other guys too. She is constantly being hit on and it is something that I have learned to live with. I used to get all bent out of shape when guys put the move on her and many are the times when she stopped me from going after some guy:"Honestly dear, you have no need to act like that. I am perfectly capable of handling these situations on my own."Eventually I stopped worrying about her and that proved to be a very big. Muje uske aakho me wasna dekne lagi. Wo mere samne bathe hui the, per main uske halat samaj chukha tha. Pher maine uske choocheyo ko dekh ne laga. Wo bhi ab muj ko apne choocheya dekhane lagi. Pher main samaj gaya ki wo garam ho gaye hai. Pher main apna lund deere deere kada kare laga. Hum ek dushre ke ek dum samne batye the. Wo mere lund ko dekne lagi. Hum ek dushse se kohi baat nahi kar rahe the per lag raha tha ki hum apne apne maan me ek dushre se baat kar rahe hai. Tab usne apne taggo ko. “Her father owns prestigious restaurants, five-star hotels and exclusive resorts. He really likes that I don’t care that he, and his daughter, are extremely rich. Elena and I talked a lot on the drive back. So far, I’m the only person she has ever met that likes her for her, not her money. I know I won’t ever complain when they offer me a table at any of their restaurants any time I might want to eat there.”They both wanted to know how well I got to know her, specifically if we had been.