? Healso likes to gleefully and savagerly whip me when Iam too groggy and weak to avoid the blows.?That way, he doesn't have to tie me to the furnitur...,and it reduces my screams of pleasure to meremumbles.? Sometimes before a"session", he drains a large bowel of my precious red life fluid anddumps it in the toilet, just to be mean. Because I beggedhim to, he promised that someday, when he gets tired of me, he will completely desanguinateme.? He will open the valve and leave itopen while he. I always think to have sex with desperate mature women. I am a fan of Indian sex stories and I want to share one my experience here which happened one month ago at Bangalore and so let’s begin how I found opportunity to satisfy mature women at Bangalore.This incident happened one month ago forgives me if any mistakes in writing. One Sunday and I went to visit my friend house and around evening. I left there and I reached majestic you people might know how hard it is to find a seat in BMTC bus.. "I guess my building days here are not done yet. I just bought a house. Even without seeing the inside...", said Chris in shock.Ben had gotten a bottle of Gin out the fridge and poured them all a glass. "That deserves a toast!", said Ben. At that moment Christopher's mother came bursting in the kitchen of Ben and Frieda's home. "What do you think you are doing, Ben! Giving these boys alcohol!", she yelled angry at Ben. "And what is this about you being gay?... Don't be silly, your just a boy.... This was the best sensation I have ever experienced. I wanted to live in this experience forever.When my eyes opened, she was laying beside me, her fingers tweaking at my nipple. She leaned in and kissed me. "For what it's worth, I don't think I have ever given a woman such an intense orgasm before. I get turned when I make a woman cum, but that was different.", I smiled at her words. I laid there, as her hand was caressing my body, stopping at my breasts and kneading them gently.After a few.