Me nice vo mere upar. .Mere muh ke pas apni chut khol ke aagayi or mere land lo icecream ki tarah chus rahi thi …Me bhi usi chut ko. Jibh se ched ra...a tha to machal rahi thi.Fir me ne ungali kari or vo uchal uchal ke chus rahi thi mere land ko kat rahi thi. Me bhi usaki chut ko chat raha tha.Fir vo mera sab mal chus ke saf kar diya ..Or mera to land khada ka khada hi tha. Kyau k me to goli kha k aaya tha ..Aab uski chut me land jane vala tha. ..Fir vo niche let gai. Or mene uski gand k niche.. The thought of it rushed through my mind, picturing myself in the middle of a room, with people painting me as I lie there nude. Then I thought of the extra credit and how it would boost my grade to a ‘B’. That would put me where I wanted to be and I wouldn’t have to consider my freshman year a disaster. “Okay. I think I will do it as long it will get me a ‘B’ in your class.” “I know this kind of thing isn’t for everyone. I will make sure you get a ‘B’ if you volunteer for this.” Somehow I. Fate stepped in, however, and I was able to take some basic classes due to a generous birthday gift from my grandparents, and at my first recital my father gave me a standing ovation.“Did you see me, Daddy, did you see me?” I asked, bubbling over in excitement.“I sure did, Baby Girl! You were so beautiful, the best dancer out there.”I knew that he was just saying that, but it still felt so good to hear.I found out much later that when he saw the sheer joy on my face, he became determined to. My boyfriend clearly wasn’t happy with me and suggested we may as well break up if I wasn’t willing to help our relationship . I wasn’t sure his friend fucking me was going to help our relationship but I reluctantly agreed. We went back over and my boyfriend said to help himself. Now at this point I expected us to go up to a room or something , I was wrong . He stood up and stood before me, the first thing he did was rip my dress open down to my naval , my tits now displayed to him and.