I love being with the community, I get to be myself. With this being my secret diary and the chronicling of my journey to being a woman of this cultu...e I guess I should introduce myself. Well I turned sixteen today and can now go to the ‘coming of age’ party this summer, I can’t wait. I am just over 5 feet tall, black hair to my waist, and I have green eyes. I am a junior in high school; I hate school, except English where I get to do creative writing and science where I get to learn about. She wanted to get married, I wanted to just chill out. I would often fondly remember my time with my girlfriend though, and the wild fucking we would enjoy in my hostel room or the quick hand jobs we would exchange in her PG meeting rooms or the back of taxis, etc. But in Mumbai, there was no “bedroom” action for me for over a year. Obviously young men like me need to relieve themselves. I was working some angle with a colleague of mine (married woman, but with an eye for young trainees I. ”While she was doing that, I called Dulcie and told her what little I knew.“I was afraid of that,” she responded. “It would be best, I think, if I collected her and brought her here to the Rectory. What do you think?”“Oh, definitely. Thanks, Dulcie!”When Suki emerged, in cotton pyjamas with the sleeves and legs well rolled up, I had the kettle boiling and made us all tea. We were all sipping at it when Dulcie’s Zafira rolled into the yard, not that we knew it for the noise of the rain, until we. “Just relax and place your hands on your hips,” she continues as my dick approached her mouth. I do as she says as she takes the tip of my cock and raises it higher and places it just inside her lips. Then she begins to extend her juicy tongue in and out of her mouth, causing it to sweep along belly of my shaft. “Hmmmmmm, do you like this babe?” she asks as her tongue flicks over the dripping head, gathering some of my clear jism into her mouth.. Again I’m speechless as she takes me in her.