Today is Thursday, I thought, and today is the day that perhaps I am going to meet my fate. Thomas had heard my story and questioned me on it in detai.... He knew what I think I want. He was delighted to help me, to play in our little drama. He had my letter, written in my own hand, addressed to him, which detailed everything. He had also purchased a pint bottle of castor oil at the d**g store, the only item on the list that he did not have in advance. And he had made the calls, I believe, talked. More …… inum Konjam inum konjam which made me to act more and thrusted.more ….This half fuck continued for few more.mins and my snake is ready to spill his poison and just took out and poured in her pussy fully…She worried whether it have gone inside but now am on diff level and made her to sit in my clock and made few moments. I aroused her violence in her body and soon she kept her hands on my chest and started the jolly ride. She is fully into it and becoming made of my cock and going up and. Again, I am so sorry that I knocked you down. Please let me make it up to you somehow. Anything. You name it. By the way, what is your name?’ ‘Kay. Kay Mitchell. And you are?’ ‘Oh, sorry again. How unchivalrous of me. I’m Joseph Williamson.’ ‘Well so not that nice to meet you this way,’ Kay said with a wicked smile. ‘Would you like to go get something to drink? It looks like we’ve both had a bit of a rough day and I feel like I deserve a chance to make it up to you.’ Kay took one look at her. "I let out a second involuntary moan when she found my g-spot."Hmmm, you like that, don't you, teach?" No," I responded, humiliated by the way my body betrayed me. "Please, stop."She smiled, "Now here is how it is going to work, Ms. Malone. I want you to be my white little dyke and I always, I mean always, get what I want."She slowly pumped her finger inside my long ignored vagina, which hadn't been touched by anything other than my own fingers in over a year. I was mortified by her words, yet.