As a matter of fact, before I had even ever kissed a girl, I fantasized about eating pussy. Now women cannot live on head alone. Sometimes she just ne...ds a good hard fucking, and that’s when I whip out the dildos. We tried to use a pump on me once so that I could penetrate her. At the time, my brother worked in a video store that had a back room and a small assortment of ‘novelty’ items. He got me a pump, but it wasn’t quite the right kind. This one was for masturbating with, and not really for. . it needs tonguing." Papa, why don't just use your fingers like last time?" Ignore what I'm saying, and insist on tonguing my cunt, Papa."The tongue is better, Laura. Papa's tongue is good... it's as long as my middle finger and so much thicker... thicker than two or even three fingers... you will love it in your cunt, Laura." Papa, I'm worried..." But it's not true... I'm eager for your tongue, Papa."Don't be, dear... just relax and enjoy yourself... if it hurts or if it's not nice then tell. We were pleasuring each other, as I was slowly wanking and sucking him he was doing the same to me, only I was feeling as if I wanted to come, I told him this but he carried on, so I speeded up doing him, as I was squeezing his balls and licking his eye he said he was coming, he let go of me and suddenly without warning hot spunk shot out of the end of his cock, I missed it and he came all over my hand and nestled in his pubes, he was groaning.He continued to lick me as he went soft, I tried to. He came to the bed beside me. We leaned our back and started to talk. Then Amit called me again. I received it, and again he started.“Where are you now? I will kill you, Randi. Sali bitch, never satisfied with a single man. Always wants more men for being satisfied. Who will fuck you tonight? Chutiya Pravin or your motherfucker colleague Mehta?”“Pravin”I purposely said this because I couldn’t tolerate his abusing words anymore. He was going too far. Enough was enough! He forgot that I am his.