I didn’t know if I should stay there and answer or go out of the bath. It was all too fast and too confusing. I finally ran out and sped straight in...o my bedroom.She finished her bath and then came and knocked at my bedroom door. She said she was finished and that I could use the bath. As I opened my door, a few seconds after, she was standing there; towel wrapped around her, with visible breast and body shape, wet hair, most of her legs visible and an uninviting expression on her face. She. He couldn’t give her the words. He tunneled in and out of her rhythmically, never releasing her mouth. If she hadn’t already been in love with him, she would’ve fallen tonight. Passion didn’t begin to describe it. He had taken her, ravaged her, possessed her, but he had never… owned her before. He completely owned her heart, body and soul. As she felt her climax build, she tightened her arms and legs around him, wanting to become a part of him as he had become a part of her. Admitting that to. Or nipple pe pinch karne laga. Vo dard ke mare chillane lagi or kehene lagi “aaaahh baby do it more i m liking it.”fir mene uske boobs chusna start kiya. Pehele right boob ko chus raha tha or left boobs ko daba raha tha. Or mene uske nipples ko daba raha tha or kat bhi raha tha jisse vo or garam ho rahi thi. Vo chillane lagi “aaahhh aaahh baby make me your bitch aaahh aaah aah.”Fir mene uske shorts utare. Usne panty bhi nahi peheni thi.Mene uski chut pe thappad mara or vo zor se chilllai. He was about 6'2, and I would guess maybe 190 pounds of toned muscle, which I could see all the time because he walked around shirtless inside. The really distinctive thing about him I guess was his hair, which I knew from a number of stories how much girls liked this...it was sort of wavy, and longer in the front than the back, but not long; but it was light brown with natural auburn-reddish highlights, so he really stood out.The thing that struck me about his body was not just the muscle,.