A real Place! BY Mistress JuliaThis is a true story. I am real person, and the story you are aboutto read took place last wee...!Through out my childhood I found myself somewhat frustrated withboys. By the time I was 13 I realized just how much power I had overboys, they seemed to be memorized by my breast, and my demandingnature. I learned quickly that the more demanding I was, the morewilling boys were to please me. By the time I finished college I hadfine tuned by. I won she laughed more. I stood up and asked her why was she laughing? What she was doing here? To that she said winning against kids is easy no need to celebrate. I felt offended and looked away from her. I called my pinni saying some old lady has come to meet you.She was my pinni’s neighbour who went out on a vacation with her family to Sri Lanka. She came to visit my pinni as she just came to know that she would be leaving. Pinni introduced us, said she is Bhavya and I gave a look at her.. I moved down to the end of the bed and untied Monica’s boots, slipping them off. Her black socks were plastered to her feet with sweat from being in the footwear while she danced all night long. I knelt in front of her and put my face against the stinking socks, inhaling Monica’s odor. The socks were stretched tight across her toes and high arches, and the sharp smell of sweat from the damp socks was enough to get my dick harder than it already was. I rubbed my face against her feet. . oh god yes please…”. You stroke it and play, just teasing me with the tip of your finger. I can feel it starting low in my belly, and my toes start to curl. “Don’t stop.. I’m gonna cum all over your face!!! “, I scream. You poke your finger tip just inside my asshole and stroke the side of my clit firmly with your tongue as your fingers steadily work in and out of me. I stiffen and my pussy grabs your fingers trying to suck them in. I gasp and wail at the same time shaking as I cum, and.