.good ..keep going…”Your tits are amazing…. now Slut, rub your smooth pussy on my cock….“Ungh - oh yes, that feels so good… keep going, bu... be a little more graphic and call me names…Uhhhh….um… that’s it you dirty little Slut… you like rubbing your smooth cunt all over my hard cock?“Yeeessss….yes….I do … i like it a lot…”Good…uh….well… uh okay you little bitch, I want you to lift up, take my cock in your hands and slowly work it into your pussy…..wait..No…uh.. first you Slut, I want you to get. You see my wife is dark skinned like me. Never had a north Indian in bed. ” I suddenly felt goose bumps, as this in my head almost sounded like he wanted to fuck me. Not knowing how to respond, we simply get talking about gymming.After the gym, he invites me home to share a gym book which again scares me… while I might fantasize about getting fucked, the actual event makes me tense. When we reach his place it is dark as there is no power . Power cuts are a regular scene in Bangalore during. This happened when I moved to Bangalore in search of a job. This experience is very fresh and I feel aroused thinking of it. Now let’s get into the original thing.After my graduation, I was searching for a job as I didn’t get a placement. Mechanical bros how can I expect a placement? So it was the time I was passing my time and talking to random people on Facebook whom I haven’t talked to in the past few years.One of the was my senior at my schooling. I explained her about my situation and she. The bed looked rumpled, as if someone had slept in it, or ruffled the sheets, and I was sipping coffee, with some odd wind blowing in the background. I looked at a pair of French doors leading to the balcony, and saw you. Your curly hair was somewhat straight, dangling down over your seductive eyes and you wove a strand around your finger, licking the nail softly while staring at me like a jungle cat. You had one knee bend, leaning against the doorframe, watching me, smiling and licking your.