She says with a devious smile. Oh, so your playing games with me, huh? Jake chuckles and sneaks up behind her, and starts rubbing her shoulders. Beca...se, two can play at this game. He kisses her neck and inhales that luscious scent. What kind of game are we talking here? She smiles, knowing exactly what he means. Just a naughty game. Jake slides his arm around her front and to her chest. His hand cups her breast from outside the soft, gray fabric. Dont squeeze too hard, remember last time I. This will be the last episode of my honeymoon with my school teacher.In this part, you will read how I took my Judy ma’am to Munnar and what all dirty kinky stuff we did there. So horny guys, get ready with the hands on your throbbing dicks and girls on your wet pussies!Readers, if you haven’t gone through my earlier stories please click on my name above. December 29th – To MunnarAfter having a tiring session the previous night, I was woken up by Judy.Judy: Kutta, wake up.I just opened my eyes,. “Fuck!” she cursed, banging the wall with her fist. The intersecting corridors led directly to Leda’s quarters, with only the one guest bedroom between there and the hall. Other doors must exist, she thought; they must!Combating panic, she entered the passageway and limped to the approximate location of the guest bedroom, trailing her fingertips along the wall. She felt nothing suggesting a doorway, or any kind of opening in the eerily smooth wall: no ridges, cracks or depressions. Where she. I consider myself equally Black and Persian, but lately I've been leaning more toward the African side of my heritage. And I express both in my BDSM practices.Just ask any of the subs in my care. My favourite would have to be Tina Monroe, this short, slim and blonde-haired White dyke who's fascinated by tall Black women. I find White folks in Ottawa to be a really bigoted bunch. Lots of White guys and a few White chicks approach me with lust in their hearts. I always turn them down. I accepted.