I want to protest. Ask him what is unknowingly, and besides that, he wants and works in my room, but in silence.I am overwhelmed by the creep that com...s out of his crotch. Come to my bed. It starts to catch my fear. I'm becoming aware of enjoying that fear. It excites me. It burns my crotch, which blinks from a burning expectation. Entering into my bed is still silent. It's big. Huge. Twenty centimeters of stiff meat. Still too thick.He put it in my face. I feel his hardness clinging to my. His pubis and scrotum were covered in dense black hair.He held his breath, eyes clenched. Was this a trick? Would she break out in laughter and belittle him like the bullies had done when they pinned him down and pulled off his trousers? Then he felt a soft hand on his flesh. It twitched in response. He’d heard stories about sex, and laughed along like he knew all about it, but in fact Grimbol had no idea how intercourse worked. He hadn’t even found the pleasure of his own touch or had a wet. They stared me top to bottom and admired me with their eyes and some lewd comments. They all were between thirties and forties and one of them pulled me. He made me sit on his laps and said that he was my owner today. I didn’t say anything and he kept on pressing my body parts. The game started and the first round went for twenty minutes. My owner lost the first game itself, a guy in thirties won but with very less difference. My owner asked me to go to the washroom and give him a blowjob. The. ”We sat on the dining table and started eating. It was a typical South Indian meal. There were Idlis and Dosas along with Sambar and Rice. Radha was busy watching a daily soap. I was looking up and down her body, trying to take in as much beauty as I could. I was watching her lips as she was eating Sambar. Wow! They looked so juicy! How I would love to suck and kiss and lick them!Just then she dropped her spoon and bent to pick it. This gave me a great view of her titties! I had seen them.