I then freed her wrists, but since she didn't seem to have the strength, I removed her gag and the bandana over her eyes for her."Are you ok?" I asked... my hand on her cheek."Master, kiss me," she whimpered.I lied down beside her and let our lips meet. She sent her tongue deep into my mouth and I did the same. For someone drained of stamina, she kissed me voraciously. I couldn't help myself, my hand slid south, down her milk-soaked belly and between her legs. She spread them to welcome me and I. .But when the film was about to start one guy came in..He was around 40 years old ,tall,dark and strong..He was looking like a villain from the Tamil movies..He looked at the balcony seats saw that it was empty and then looked at me as i was the only person in there..I was embarrassed at being seen there but i managed to give a smile..He came inside and sat next to me..I was cursing my bad luck since i was planning on enjoying myself..He started making some small talks by asking my name and. Her eyes snapped open, fear initially screamed from behind them, and then he saw her expression turn to recognition, mixed with confusion… and finally, it seemed like hours but only less than a minute, they were dancing together. Her heart was pounding wildly, and she felt weak, unable to resist his silent charm… the fantasies she had imagined since they first saw each other were like movie reels in her mind now, erotic visuals stimulating her even more. He held her in his arms, moving slowly. But one day after asking her out for the 100th time, she actually said yes. No, she did not put me down politely, but actually said yes. "Really?", I asked shocked."Yes, I am serious," she says. "I am sick and tired of black guys. They fuck like God's and make me moan, but all they do is treat me like a sex object. I am tired if it! So I might as well go out with someone who clearly likes me," she says to me. I accept it, I finally have her for a date. Now I want to be able to fuck her. The.