A: Rohit, I want to see youMe: I will surely meet you Anjali right now if you want to see me come on yahoo we will talk on video chat.A: I am coming.M...: okWe met on yahoo messenger and were talking on video chat she was looking just fantabulous. Her long hairs neatly combed and a streak coming down to her cheek. Whenever the streak restricted her view she used to blow it and god it killed me and she was looking so sexy yet cute. She proposed me on that day and I accepted and said it was not. To dissuade any gentleman from playing with her admittedly gorgeous big cock, she'd brought her chastity cage and padlock but not the keys. Once it went on it would not be coming off until she got back to her flat a couple of days later. She'd always had a complicated relationship with cages, being so hung it made most of them incredibly uncomfortable but she loved how submissive she felt wearing one. After much experimentation, she'd finally found one that was big enough to fit her flaccid. When I picked Michelle up, I knew she was mine. However, how could I tell you that I had raped you and gave you this child? Kim-ly and your grandma thought Vietnam was on my mind and causing me problems. That was not my problem the problem was you and Michelle and I did not know what to do. Grandma had even told me she thought we would make a cute couple when I talked to her that night. She talked about giving that sweet child Michelle a future like the one another boy was once given.“I told. And I was about to blow her fire to life."Tell me, Judy. Tell me what you want. But this time, use your words," I said.She knew exactly what I meant. She knew that I didn't want the sweet and pure and mannerly Judy. No, I was after the horny, wanton, slut that I knew she was hiding inside. I wanted her to tell me in the most explicit, dirty, foul-mouthed terms just what to do to her. And I wasn't going to proceed until I got my dirty slut."Please, Peter… please lick me… lick my… pussy," she.