Consequently, the Beltway culture was both a target-rich environment and kind-of overwhelming for a Wisconsin farm boy.I hung around with another shav...tail. He was named Art. Both of us liked to party. So, we hung out in the Fells Point section of Baltimore. There was nothing to match the perpetual party atmosphere of the Broadway Square area. It was also a lot easier to get back to our off-base quarters from there; since we lived in Glen Burnie.I was sitting with Art in The Horse You Came in. B.Tech lo nenu ma senior love chesukunnam danitho baga romance chesa bt sex cheyalae adae nenu chesina mistake ani ardamindi eppudu naku baga korikalu perginay adae na cousin sister tho ala cheyadaniki karanam indi.Adi eala jarigindo next story lo chepputha.Na b.Tech 3rd year ending lo na lover studies complete ipoyi thanu valla villege nalagonda ki poyindi. Thanu eappudosthado malli theliyadu bt daily phone sex chesae vadini danitho iddaram satisfy iyaevallam bt adi regularga chesi chesi bore. I guess we were both aroused from this violation because the hair around my pussy was wet, as I began playing with my hard clit. Seeing you get aroused was starting to piss me off, and mademe want to be his bitch. Giving away what was once yours. "I’m tired of your teeth scratching my dick, bitch. Let’s see if you’re ready for some real man-meat!" With that he reached down and found my pussy very wet, and said, "I knew you would like this, you little slut! Now you’re gonna get what. ‘Ok. So maybe not rape… Could I have…? No… Impossible!’ She raises her dress which was just above her knees and notices that she is not wearing the underwear she had put on last night. ‘Oh my God…’ She takes off her dress and looks at herself in the mirror. ‘What happened to my underwear?’ She turns back to bed and sees that it is still made, the only wrinkle in the sheets she sees is from where she was just sitting. She looks around her room and realizes her underwear is nowhere to be found..