Bangalore treated me well, but the best thing I liked about it was Tinder! I was told about Tinder by my friends when I was in my native but I never f...und any good looking male I could match with, and then comes Bangalore.I was matched with this guy named Rahul after maybe a week of my arrival and we exchanged numbers. He was a tall guy standing at 5’9″, with gym trained arms and a cute face.We became good friends and I didn’t realize when we actually started to like each other. We were like. Whilst still young they’d played some outrageous games in their time.Candy moved closer, she didn’t wait for a signal from me or Jake. I kissed her neck and brought her close by the small of her back…He was watching.“She likes to dance for you.”Jake and I sat while Candy moved gracefully in front of us. How do girls know how to move like that? I wondered. Her hips circled, her neck flexed, her hands gently following her flanks and the black mini-dress slid over her hips. She was inches from. " she said as she started to slap the cock on her tongue, getting a long string of precum on her tongue. It felt quite warm and nice, making her desire his cumload. As she she went about sucking the cock, she felt different from any other time she sucked a cock. Yes it was bigger and nicer, but it felt as if there was a cerebral connection between her mind and the mind of whoever's white cock this was. Ashana felt as if she could hear someone else's thoughts, and feel someone else's emotions. I was kicking my legs which always gets me a warning until I realized how my butt was twitching, squirming, and what a show it was-which really reminded me there was a roomful of people all focused on ME being spanked like a bratty little girl who deserved every whack.I buried my face in a throw pillow feeling sorry for myself. Crying little girl tears I thought 'this can't get any worse' when I was grabbed around my waist and roughly repositioned. "You're crying? Awww". WHACKWHACKWHACK. I was.