But deep within I was still confused as to why am I getting involved into this emotional bonding thing after hearing his reasons.Perhaps I had develop...d a soft corner for this apparently humble person.I changed to my tee shirt and jeans and entered Mr Verma’s house. Their I was greeted by this lady who assumingly was Mrs. Verma..She greeted me and I said “hello” in return.. Out of my shynees i didnt quite notice her. Mr Verma kept sure that there was a conversation going and also led to the. I came to really like Tess as much as Crys. Well, ALMOST. Except for the goddess and sex fantasy part. And the early morning Sesame Street.I was getting more and more desperate to see her in some sort of "adult" environment - Crys I mean. I was more and more in lust for her. It never occurred to me that she might not want to see me there. My thinking was uni-directional, and the direction was being dictated by the small head.Finally, I hatched a plan. I told Crys that some friends were throwing. He looked at the sexy smile on her face and grinned in response. He rolled her over and got on top of her. He felt the energy coming back to his cock. Youre right. But dont be too scared of what Ive got in mind. He sat up on his knees, grabbing her hips and flipping her over. His finger probed her ass and she groaned, beginning to protest. Wait, Michael, Ive never had anything in my ass! Youre too big!! He grinned and pressed the head of his cock to her sphincter. Remember, you wanted to be. “Are you ready for some after care, baby?” Van asked.“I am ready to go again!” Cheyenne sounded excited about inviting over another gaggle of black men but told him “Your tiny white mouth will do for now,” she grabbed a nearby leash and attached to his collar and made him walk behind her upstairs.At least they weren’t going to do whatever they were doing in front of me.Van barked and howled like an enthusiastic dog.“No barking, hound” Cheyenne commanded as if very bored.“Sorry, Mistress” Van.