Once he had seen bus-woman reading some Salvation Army literature. Raping a Christian lady would inevitably produce bad karma. As for the teenager, we...l she sounded a bit thick and had a stud in her nose but that was'nt reason enough to rip her jeans off and do her at knifepoint.Then he thought of Sasha...Sasha had the happy union of the two ingredients for a jolly rape. She was good-looking. No argument there. She was not a nice person. So no guilt trip afterwards. Knowing what a cow she was. He held his cock in my throat until I thought I would gag then pulled back slightly allowing me to take a breath. Then, holding my head firmly with both hands entwined in my hair he began to pump his cock in and out, fucking my face. With each stroke he pushed his manhood roughly into he back of my throat. Steven had never manhandled me like that before and I had no idea it would excite me the way it did. I started fingering my clit as he stuffed his cock into my throat again and again. As I. I decided to have some fun; I played with my nipples for a while until they were hard, and then I slowly massaged my cock from outside the lungi. First, the precum wets the soft cotton fabric.Then, I undid the knot of the lungi and took my pulsating uncut cock in my hand and pulled down to the foreskin. I wet my hands with my saliva and rubbed it up and down my cock. A moan escaped my mouth and my body tensed. I arched up and my cock shot a thick, creamy load of cum onto my chest. I wiped the. Halfway home I realized I left my towel on the pooldeck, and if Danny found it he would have no doubtsabout someone watching him through the window, and he’dknow that someone was me. The fear of being caught wasexhilarating, and the wetness had started to return. Iturned back and jogged quietly back to the pool. Iclimbed the stairs, opened the gate, and walked over tothe towel. The spring on the gate made it slam shutbehind me making a loud clank.I froze. I held my breath. I didn’t.