A little bit about me, apart from my age, which you already know, I am a Virgin, everywhere, I have not touched, sucked, or taken a mans cock in eithe... my pussy or up my bum, I say bum, because I am an English girl, an English rose, caught in a hormonal imbalance, where my strict Christian upbringing forbids my deflowering and the Devils temptations of men, and my own inner torment of wanting my body to be thrown amongst naked black men, with huge cocks, to be satiated and washed in warm. Now those boys youmentioned, I guess they were friends of yours?"I nodded, and she continued, "It is up to you if you want to report themnow. If you do, it may prevent them from launching an attack on you. Onthe other hand, it may trigger an attack out of revenge on you."I thought about it, but couldn't make up my mind yet. In the mean timeCherida started again, "Are you religious? Do you go to church much?" Well, not really. I mean we say grace before dinner and sometimes we goto church on. Itne me maine uska haath pakard lia….aur usko hug kar ke uske badan ko apne badan ke saath jhakard lia….HUFF…..uski kameez se uska cleavage saaf saaf nazar a raha tha……aur uski Mammon ka rang itna gaura tha, ke dil kar raha tha ke unhe kha jaon….woh kehne lagin: daver ji KYA KAR RAHE HO….daver ji……. DONT call me daver ji meri jaan….aur itne me usne apne lips mer lips ke saath laga dia…aur kaha; daver ji SUCK MY LIPS…..SUCK THEM HARD…….kuch der kelie me uske mulaym honton ko kiss karta. I was across from her, basking in my glory from having some alone time when I felt her long leg and foot slide up under the table and all the way across to my side.Her foot was up against my thigh and just feeling it touching me, turned me on. I looked down at her bare foot lying there and knew I wanted to touch it so I took the chance and placed my hand over the arch and held it, asking her if her foot was better now. She laughed and said yes and then moved her foot to my lap and said she.