She saw the pain in his eyes, felt that he was hurt by her fear of him when he was showing he didn’t want to hurt her. This is my out. This i... my only chance. “Please,” she whined, her eyes welling up with tears. They weren’t necessarily fake tears, but they were certainly forced and on command, “you have to let me go. I can’t be here. I want to go home.” He felt tears well up in his eyes. Here was this innocent child that he was an accomplice to the kidnapping of. The. Now, I felt like a total whoreboy ready to service these three big studs all weekend. Oh, how I loved wearing sexy things and turning men on with my sexy body. When I was sixteen and I first started wearing female underwear, I thought maybe I just had a panty fetish. But after I wore panties for my first boyfriend and I saw how hard it made his cock, I became a cock-loving slutboy who can't get enough of men's big cocks. So, you can imagine how turned-on I was being with three big studs. One stop instead of 2 That's when kenny asked about me . And Kim said not to worry about me and i already knew what she was up to and i actually wanted to see her fulfill her fantasy and that we were open sexually . For the next 20 minutes they kissed and grabbed each other's bodies and couldn't wait to their clothes off . The can pulled up and kenny paid the driver and the guy had a smile from ear to ear .They walked into our apartment and kim ordered him a drink she poured a couple shots of. She’s exquisitely beautiful . A calm smiling face, fair complexion and a slim figure are few among many of her beautiful traits. Her breasts are small and developing. Visiting her at home, I always doubted if she had started with a bra. Once or twice, I saw her white camisole from the side-seams of her kurti. For her legs, she wore full length garments ranging from traditional salwars and tight leggings to jeans.Sharing this, I was a bit reluctant about using her real name but then I convinced.