He threw it over his shoulder, and brought his hands up and trapping me there, his arms above me and his hips holding me in place. He slowly lowered h...s face into my cleavage.“Baby, you smell so damn good. You’re so fucking soft,” he said.“Oh Jas, thank you darlin," I moaned.“No baby. No thanks necessary. You’re beautiful, and I want you,” he said.Slowly lifting his head, he slides his hands down the door to my hips. He pushed one hand between my legs and slowly rubbed my pussy through my jeans. Kay main apke sath kuch der ruk sakti hun maine kaha tik hai koi bat nahi aap ruk lo to wo has ke boli mujhe tum kaho aap nahi,maine kaha tik hai,humne baten karna start kar diya usne mujhe pucha apki koi girlfriend hai kya maine kaha nahi hai use yakeen nahi hua per maine kaha sach meNahi hai main kisi ladki ko pyar karta hun par kaha nahi pa raha hun,usne pucha ki apki height kya maine batya 5″8 hai aur usne apni height 5″4 batayi baten karte karte maine uski jhango pe hath rkah diya aur. The truth is that I like all things male. I like the looks of a man, his body, his face, and especially, his cock.I have been queer since I was ten years old. When I started masturbating at that age, I didn't fantasize about girls and women. I fantasized about boys and men. I wanted to be around males as much as possible. I was a Boy Scout for several years and I loved to go on camping trips where I might see my fellow Scouts swimming naked. I wanted nothing more than to suck all their cocks,. I saw as she removed her fingers and started to pour lubrication over the strap-on cock. I saw as she positioned the end of the 'cock' at the entrance of my brown hole. I then saw, and felt, as she thrust her hips and the full length of the strap-on up my virgin arse. It fucking hurt like nothing had hurt before. I yelped out in pain. "Shhh," she said, "you'll get used to it. Just relax. If you really love me, you'll put up with it." These were the very words I said to her the first time I'd.