Porn provides carnal knowledge, and often not very well. That was my excuse for not watching it.Like professional wrestling; the k**s all love it, and...everybody else says that it's fake.Whenever I watched porn I thought about other sexual events that I made up in my head, not what I was watching.I hated porn. I wanted something more stronger than the porn that was available to me.I watch it for a little while and then I threw it in the trash. I was struggling with the devil, but I was also the. Mera face cut bhi acha. To start karta hu ye kahani 2 saal pehle ki hai , me ek computer sikhne ek institute me jaya karta tha waha kafi ladke ladkiya thi par unme se ek ladki muje achi lagi bohat face ek dam masum sat ha or ankhe bohat pyari thi uski, sidhi baat kahu to mera dil us par aagya tha, figure bhi uska acha tha 32 28 34 tha, fir kai din ese hi chalet rha dhire dhire waha sab ka group ban gya or mere group me nisha bhi aa gai hi kyuki uski ek friend ban gait hi jo mere ghar k paas. Then he started to look at me, and the scene, more closely. Tentatively, he reached out his hand and cupped my breast. As I leant against the tree. I moaned involuntarily at his touch. ‘You like that.’ I smiled, and nodded. ‘You’re quite the slut, aren’t you?’ I nodded again. ‘I have been thinking about you ever since I saw you with your boyfriend earlier. I wanted to fuck you then, and I certainly want to fuck you now.’ I promise, Master, I still didn’t say a word. Though I suppose, since I. Maybe we could play around. Well it was almost ten minutes pasted her normal getting home time when the phone rang. It was her cell number, I answered is everything alright I asked. She said yeah I'll be a little late, I have side work to do. The wait staff always has side work, folding napkins and shit like that. Well it was almost two hours past normal time when I heard her coming up the driveway. I met here at the door and gave her a little peck on the cheek . She looked tired, I said why.