John ripped off my panties and unintentionally flung me from the bed. I was quick to recover and crawl back onto the mattress.?I’m gonna fuck you, w...ore. I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before,? he said. ?I promise you’re gonna be walking funny for a month!?He freed his cock from his pants and grabbed me by the hair, pulling my head back, and shoved it in my mouth. There was no choice. Not that I wanted one. I deserved to be treated this way – like a whore. So I went limp. I am about 5.8″ and My body stats are, forget it, I will not tell. But I am pretty slim with flesh on the right places. Something about my Boy Friend. His name is Neil. He too is from Mumbai and is a hunk. His height is 6.2″ and has biceps to die for. I have always liked to be in his embrace. I feel so protected. We had been carrying on from past 2 years but had known each other since childhood so we both were pretty free and comfortable with each other. Hugs, kiss on the cheeks, sleeping in. I know it is almostincomprehensible to you Yanks that this could be happening, but ourlittle isle has faced similar threats before, like when the Luftwaffe wasraining death down on London and the whole German army seemed right atour doorstep. That had seemed like the end of everything too, but ourancestors survived. And my cousin who works at the Ministry assures methey are hard at work on new ways to win this! I enjoyed our chats atHelsinki Gendercon 2015 and hope to see you again at the next. Even the class bitch Becky Watts was going. Becky was the worst student ever; she would beat other girls if they did not do her homework for her. She even broke the arm of a girl after she had been seen talking to her boyfriend on the weekend. But Becky’s mother was the town mayor, so Becky was allowed to do anything. They were two buses full of hot hormone charged seventeen and eighteen-year-old young ladies, and not a boy in sight. Kelly was horny and sitting next to Sarah on the bus. She.