She doesn't shave, always saying she wants everyone to know her natural hair color. Until this very moment it never occured to me anyone else was goin... to see it! I am humiliated again. She has been so blatant about so many things that I was oblivious to, or just refused to see. Is this what I wanted all along? She askes me if I want to lick her pussy? I look at it and can't help myself from nodding yes. She laughs and tells me to ask her. I have to ask her? I think about where this will lead.. My puffy hole didn't need anything gentle. I mean, fuck, it just had a double-ended dong slammed into it. She started fisting away, using the duck to start with, but she soon started punch-fisting me like I was her puppet. I would try to wriggle away, I tried to grab her wrist, but she just kept fisting me. I watched this (kind of, as I was too lost in my own bodily torment), arse in the air, face turned towards the wardrobe and I remember, as she pulled out, she made her hand as big as. The young poet removed the West Point blanket and refused assistance and staggered to it."Thanks," said the Amazon to the barkeep."Your young friend looks like he could use a drink," said the barkeep. "What's your poison, kid?" I had been drinking tonics with lime. He must have figured I was underage, but felt safe."A couple shots of brandy would be nice," I said.He poured Courvoisier VSOP. I didn't complain. It didn't cost us more. And he already earned one of the bigger tips if not the. Uske top se uska bra dikh raha tha. Me to us din rat ko do bar hilla diya. Uska body pura pink colour ka tha sare ladke us line mar rahe the jab koi ladka uske tarf dekh ta tha to me jal jata tha ek din mene than liya k me apna kismat ajmaunga. Or fir ek din mene usko uska ph no mang diya. Oh pahale mana kar di to mera dil tukda tukda ho gaya. Fir mene socha bat karne se bat banti hai or fir bat kiya or usne uska no de diya tab usne pucha ki tum mere picha kyun kar rahe the. Mene saram ke mare.