Nobody would understand me. Not even my parents.In the underworld I have learned a lot about myself and my own sexuality and now I understand my sexua... desire and inclinations. The downside of this is that I have been wearing "certain fetters" ever since, which prevent me from living out my sexual desire in freedom, because my whole life has changed completely within this one year...A year ago I was just 18 years old. I am 5 ft 78 inch tall and have smooth, light blonde hair that almost reaches. "Are you thinking about me?" I am," he said, feasting his eyes on her tits as they strained erotically against her dress."You're thinking whether I'm just a prick-teaser, or the real thing, right?"Jake grinned. "Yeah." My name is Tiffany and I'm the real thing, Jake."To prove what she said, she quickly removed her dress, turning Jake's expression from a grin to shocked surprise."Jesus!" He gawked at her. She was exquisite in her bikini panties and skimpy bra. Her tits seemed to be spilling out. " We shook hands a little uncomfortably."I'm pleased to meet you, sir," he said, "Pip's said only a little, but it's obvious how important you've been to her." I'm glad to meet you, too. What are you reading?"He coloured slightly, "I'm going to be an accountant," he said, "so, business studies."I smiled at his embarrassment, "don't be apologetic," I said, "it's important work – my accountant has saved me lots of money over the years. If you like it, and you're good at it, good for you.". .” She controlled my strokes, keeping them slow and short.I blabbered, “OH My God! You feel incredible. I didn’t know my cock could feel like this. No wonder people want sex so much. Is it good for you too?” She smiled and nodded. “You are so warm and wet and soft. Am I big enough for you?” More nodding. She began undulating her hips holding me all the way in, to stimulate her clit I later learned, and began moaning and finally shaking in orgasm. She guided me to long strokes and I shot my.