” I reach for my clit, so desperate to cum even as I hope for you to oblige me.Your hand grabs my wrist and pins it against my leg. “Oh no, this i... still mine. I’m going to finish you, and I’m going to taste you cumming for me.” I’ve never thought of myself as submissive, but your words, grip, and possessiveness are turning me on so much. Coupled with how long I’ve wanted you, needing to feel wanted, and the thrill of cheating, and I would give you anything you asked for right now.But what you. We talked a lot over those two weeks. With no distractions of classes,we had long talks about what it was like to grow up in America, and whatit was like to grow up in Tanzania. During one of those conversations,Stewart told me about the strict marriage traditions in his home. Youngmen in Tanzania were forbidden to have any physical relations withfemales before marriage. Stewart told me that, with all that pent-upsexual tension, one of the less-publicized "traditions" in his countrywas for. "Jeez thanks."Walt chuckled. "Think about it, though. You've said it yourself. You'rea lucky girl. You're whole life has been a gamble against one-in-tenodds. And look at how far you've come. You're riding a great run of goodfortune. Don't leave the table now. It's still too early." Sometimes if you stay at the table too long, you lose it all, you know.The odds are always with the house."Walt closed out of whatever he was looking at on the laptop and slappedthe lid down. "I won't let you lose. Seeing the girl do it in the video, I opened my mouth and placed his organ in, gently sucking the head. He let out a loud groan, and began to hump into my mouth, pushing his cock head deeper, down into my throat. As I began to gag, I instinctively opened my throat and swallowed, and his cock slid back in. To my surprise I wasnt gagging anymore, so I stayed in that position till I couldnt hold my breath any longer. When my head pushed back against Roberts hand he pulled off, letting me take a.