" I've asked you not to call me that. I'm not your Bella anymore, remember?" Whose choice was that?" he queried as he swept her hair over one shoulder... exposing the zipper of her dress."It, I, um," she trailed off as he pressed his lips against her neck."Answer me, Bella. Whose choice was it?" Oh god," she moaned as he bit her neck and then soothed the mark with his tongue. "Mine. It was mine." That's right. It was yours. Remind me again why that is," he asked while sliding the zipper down and. " Despite herself, Kelly felt her pussy growing wetter by the minute. As she started to protest, Justin laid a finger across her lips. "Don't deny it. As I said, there are some things I haven't told you, too. Yes, this has taken me by surprise, but I'm not unhappy about it. I never imagined you would want these things...the same things I've wanted for a while now. I've had fantasies about seeing you with other men since before we were married. I never told you because you were the. Anyway, your Ayesha is back with the continuation of the story. Also to the people asking if the story is real and if my body description is real. Yes, everything mentioned is absolutely real and the description of my body is 100% spot on.Now let me tell you what happened after that bus incident. Those who didn’t read my last story can just read it for better understanding. The whole conversation is actually in Hindi but I put the English translation in the story. On that day we continued with. I love new pussy. Oh, any pussy is good, but the new stuff makes life so exciting. When I'm walking I always hang low and with a semi-hard. My cock is always there for the other walkers and runners to see. I don't care. Nothing illegal about having a hard on is there? And I am proud to display what nature has give to me. Others have agreed, it's a pleasure to behold and to hold. Yesterday I was walking on the south side of town. It was around nine in the morning. As I moved down the path I saw.