. It was on 08th march 2017). The whole story is real, sometimes it does happen that few instances in a story I mean the sequence of events exaggerate...you. You feel that it is a work of fiction but my dear friends it is real as the person experiencing and putting it in words know the feeling of it and sometimes he fails to make you feel the same.A small intro about me: I am a lean guy from bangalore. Dick size is left to your imagination. I love girls and very much fond of elder women. Women. Jealous of the fabric of your pants causing friction when it should be my hands. Jealous you can chew and lick your lips openly while I just have to imagine the tastes left there. Jealous that even though we always seem to take showers at the same time, it was far apart, never together. Never me washing your hair. Jealous of the very bubbles running down your hairy thick chest.I started to want to create that same mind-blowing frenzy in you. So when I leave work and that one boy, who is. I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his trousers and allowed them to drop to the floor. Next was his underpants. Not the sexiest I have ever seen, but it didn’t matter as they too, hit the floor. Then I pushed him backwards. Out of control, Danny fell onto the sofa. His cock was already rigid and erect as it slapped against his stomach when he landed. My hand grasped his cock and I straddled him putting his cock at the entrance to my cunt. My pussy and clit was on fire yet again. “Did you think you. A smile flickers over Allison’s face as she remembered these happier times. But the smile is fleeting as she remembers that fateful day that her mother died and her father became as no one she had ever known. Strangely distant, verbally and physically abusive of the slaves that he had once cared for. For Allison a different man, aloof and condescending towards her, nothing she would do was every right in his eyes and he took every chance to belittle her. She frowned as her mind brought back the.