Katie had work in the morning and Brian had a class, so they had to head home soon. Brian’s fingers on her chin became more firm, turning her face u... to his again. Their lips were an inch apart, and they stayed suspended in that moment for what seemed like minutes. “I should get up so we can go,” she whispered softly. “Yeah, you probably should,” he whispered back. “Do you want me to get up?” “Not really,” he admitted in a whisper so soft it melted her heart. That was all it took. Her fear. My brother started burning crackers and I could clearly see the joy on Khushi’s face. Khushi’s father is a pujari(priest), this made him quite miser and conservative. He doesn’t allow her daughter to go out, chat with boys and do all kinds of stuff which can make her a defaulter as per his social stigma. When Khushi and I were together for two years, she did not even allow me to kiss her, this was the sole reason for our break up.But that night, there was something quite unusual in her eyes. She crawled onto the bed I was on and I could see her large breasts hanging down as she crawled towards my cock. She then grabbed my cock and lifted up her veil. She inserted the cock in her mouth and let go of the veil. Her warm mouth felt like heaven. She began to suck slowly and soon I became very hard. From my point of view all I could see was her veiled face sucking my cock. She kept eye contact with me the whole time as she sucked my shaft. With one hand she caressed my testicles slowly. I feel him playing with my ass, while I continue to feed. I do want to be fucked. I never thought I would but here I am the center of attention and I love it! Deep down I know if any one of these guys wants to fuck me I will gladly let him. Because I want to be that kind of whore. The best slut. As I go from one cock to the next I feel drunk from the lust and desire. I cant suck them all fast enough and their comments and jokes at my expense only make me want to serve more. "Oh yea, we got a.