S. is the greatest country on the earth and you guys should really consider yourself lucky to be part of this wonderful nation. You have freedom to ex...ress yourself in anyway you like in this country unlike rest of the world.Let me start my story without further delay. I come from a typical conservative family, so sex is a real big deal to me. I didn't even think about it when I was back home. I was only 18 when I left my country which is not mature enough for an Indian guy. I came here and. She pulled me to her and we continued our kissing and fondling of each others bodies. Our passions were still inflamed and she knelt at my feet and started kissing my thighs and running her hands up and down the back of my thighs. My erect penis was throbbing with each pulse of my heart and Lynn's warm breath on it made me want her to lick or kiss it. Lynn continued to tease me with her mouth. I let my hands fall to her head and pulled her to my penis and she opened her mouth and took me in.. .. I guess Iwas a bit scared. But I didn't turn around. I went to his house, and I rangthe bell. "Welcome!", he said with a friendly smile, when he opened the door.I was relieved; for a while I thought he might be a nasty man after all - despitemy previous contacts with him. But no. He was still the friendly young manhe met in the restaurant before. He was almost 30, and he was quite goodlooking.Especially his smile was charming, and he had mysterious eyes. "So you are the maid?", he said. ’ ‘My word, Karen! I didn’t have a choice!’ the parson breathed. ‘I couldn’t wait! You make me do such incredible things! I-I can’t get enough of you!’ ‘I hope not,’ Karen murmured. She began stroking his flaccid, sticky cock. ‘We have the house to ourselves for the morning and I don’t want to waste a minute of it.’ She wasn’t sure how many opportunities like this she’d have and didn’t want to waste this one. ‘Oh, Karen!’ the reverend groaned. His eyes rolled back in his head. ‘I’ve never met a.