We kissed for long and i felt her juices were coming out soaking my cock. She said “mae taiyar hoon, daal de apni lund mere choot me” i said “sa...li, thora choos ke to de, aj raat yeh lund tera hae”. She give a little suck, maybe for a minute, then said “bohut ho giya, mere choot puri gili hai, pehle mere choot ko chod le, uski baad pher choosdengi”. I said “itna jaldi kyun meri jaan, pehle mujhe tere choot thik se chatne choosne de” I got down, sucked her clit, licked her pussy lips, both inner. You can see, my sense of self had no training in seeing the positive or crediting myself for very much.And now I was in love. There it was. I'd said it. God knows why. She'd taken pity on me, given me a night I'd never forget. And a morning. And an education. And if I was being honest with myself, which who knows if I was, I'd have admitted that even if the bad guys got me – but not her - it would have been worth it. The last few days had validated my whole life. I felt human. I felt happy. But. Diesmal ist eine 3-tätige Team-Building Maßnahme dran. Aber nicht etwas aufregendes wie eine Kanufahrt oder Klettern oder was vernünftige Unternehmen machen. Nein, wir dürfen in einem Hotel (na gut, wenigstens ein gutes Hotel) im größten Konferenzsaal irgendwelche Vorträgen zu Motivation und Antrieb geben und so Übungen machen, wie etwa mit einem Katapult in ein vorgegebenes Ziel zu schießen. Letzteres klingt zwar etwas spaßig, hat aber den Spaßfaktor von Fußpilz. Richtig ekligen Fußpilz.Wären. Thank you all for your wonderful feedback. This story is a pure fantasy which I have dreamt twice and want to enjoy it in real life everyone has a favourite porn star and everyone of you always want to be with that person. I also have a favourite porn star and his name is Brent Everett whenever I see him I always feel him besides me and always want to get fucked by him. He is my true hero around 2 months back I came home late at night from my college and I was very tired so I went to my room.