6 — she excused herself and went to the restroom.I heard the sounds of vomiting, and I went in to hold her head as she finished, spit in the toilet ...nd rinsed her mouth out with some mouthwash."How long has that been happening, Jen?" I asked."Just today, I woke up and barely got to the toilet in time. This was the third time already. Thanks for helping."I walked her back to her room, excused myself and went into her bathroom, looking around and finding an unopened package of birth control. The conversation deteriorated somewhat, each of us lost to the sensations of pleasure rolling through us. Every few seconds another filthy demand would come out. Fuck me harder, Mike! Oh baby you make my pussy feel so fucking good, pound my pussy mmmmmm OH MY GOD! You’re so damn tight, baby! Shit, Aly, don’t stop clenching my cock like that…my filthy little whore taking my cock deep and hard, over and over… And then, when it started to become unbearable, he interrupted my screams with an. .just a sweet little memento of this little contract between us.”It was warm and safe beside him here in bed, but I understood his dark side as well. He was a loving man with a very kinky inclination. I worked to control my anxiety and the erotic desires welling up within me. He wanted to have me tattooed with some symbol that linked us together. Tattoos last a life time. A shiver passed though me. I was filled with questions.I hugged him and kissed his lips.“Bobby; how big? Where? I ...” “No. Tumhri biwi kia kahegi. Ye sunkar wo hasne lag gya or meri chut ke dane ko masalne laga or kaha darling tu chinta mt kr.Meri biwi mayke gyi hui he.Or agr koe padosi dek lega to use bi teri chut me hissa de denge.Or kia.Kuch hi der baad uska lund fir se tantana gya.Wo utha or kaha chal randi ab kutia bn ke jhuk ja is kursi pe. Teri chut fadne ka waqt aa gya he.Meri chut me bhi ab aag lg chuki thi or me uncle hi nhi gadhe ka bhi loda lene ko teyar thi.Me turant akram ki traf gand krke kursi pe.