He comes into my room and I can hear him breathing heavily. He walks over and stands next to the bed, I can smell his musk and sweat, he smelled like ...e’d been working outside all day. He slid his hand between my ass cheeks, and slid a finger inside my asshole. He pumped in and out of me a few times then pulled it all the way out.. I hear him undo his belt and the sound of him pulling down his pants. He spread my ass apart and licked my asshole, his beard was scratchy but that really fucking. Her pussy.She’d met me here, just giving me an address. A friend’s house. That’s all she’d said as she led me down to the basement. It looked like a party room. Chairs. A sofa. A bar. Bathroom. A large screen on one wall. The lights were dimmed and the walls were dark. The floor was polished concrete. “Stay,” she ordered like I was her pet dog. That wasn’t far from the truth, either. I stayed while she set a small suitcase on the bar and carefully emptied it out on the counter, my eyes. . Bolo na sapna.. Mera ye sapna kab pura hoga.. To vo sharma ke mujhse gale lag gayi our maine bhi jorse uske mulayam our gadraye badan ko apni banho me jakad liya.. Pahli baar mujhe uske doodho ke kadepan ka ahsaas huwa.. Jub uske mumme mere badan se dabe.. Maine uske gale par kiss karte our apni jeebh ko ghumate us se fir kaha.. Bolo na meri rani.. Aakhir kab vo waqt aayega.. Jub mai tumhare sath jo chahu vo kar sakunga.. Our tumhe apne pyar ke loude.. Sorry… Ghode me bitha kar jannat ki sair. So I took the time to write him back a response telling him that I was thankful for his interest in wanting to get to know me, but I didnt know what he looked like and his profile was blank. Within 5 minutes he wrote back to me through instant message stating that he couldn’t show his picture because he wasnt out to his family yet. I said okay, then questioned his sexuality and he wrote back that he was bisexual... a curious bisexual. That response confused me but then he wrote that he.