Kal bhopal me bhut garmi thi to mai apni bike se coaching jaa raha tha hamre ghar se coaching approx 10 km ki distance pe hai garmi bhut hone ke karan...me apni bike slow hi chala rha tha.Coaching or mere ghar ke bich me ek chota sa ground padta hai wahan ek ghar h vo bhut hi purana sa lagta hai koi ni rehta vo khandar sa ho rha hai me roj sochta tha ke koi ladki ko chodne ke liye ye best place he but time nahi hone ke karan bhut dino se kisi ladki ki chudai ni ki,mujhe ni pta tha ke aisa bhi ho. At that time, I was simply the terrified child wholived next door, and heard the shouting, the screams, the thuds -followed by the far more frightening silences, all of which could beheard through the paper thin walls. I was nine going on ten whenFrancis's father left, and a sort of tranquillity descended on theirflat. Without the booze and gambling, Francis and his mother seemedbetter off, but he still went to school in scruffy clothing, oftentorn, rarely patched. He smelt odd (basically of. I tried almost all positions like 69.New position 68 I have read it some article and my experiment were successful. She loved it a lot and she was tired and asked me to bath her. I took her to bathroom started shower slowly and started to kiss her. We had another round in bathroom.It was 2 am we both went to bed in nude hugged each other she said it’s her best experience. I was happy because in my first attempt I got good compliments.Morning at 7 we woke up and two more sessions and it’s time. A moment later,I was moaning into my gag as he cinched my elbows together and keptlooping the long, soft belt down my forearms to my shaking wrists, tyingthem so familiarly uncomfortably tight.I was now helpless again, completely out of control of what was about tohappen to me, again a choiceless fuck doll, bound, gagged and plugged,ready to use - my most favorite sexual position - but this time, I was nolonger anonymous. This time, I am going to be used by a person, who I knewwell and who.