The car pulled away and I left my home for the very first time. I thought all had gone well until he slapped me and pushed me off the seat. The collar...and chains chinked as I fell. ‘Whore, you will never sit on a seat again, you are trash and remain on the floor.’ He said spitting on me. I looked at him for the first time. He was older than I by a good 8 years; he had many muscles, brown hair and stern grey eyes.‘Get me an apple’ he ordered, I grabbed an apple with both hands and scurried back. " Slow and deep baby"This time it was much better as I clearly felt his entire dick going in and out." Ummmmm yes !!! Aise mere raja aise " "Chachi apko fuck karne main jannat ka maja araha hai" Achcha chachifucker "I replied holding him even tighter, and continued ." Fuck me baby!!akash! I wanna be your fuck buddy baby, fuck meee!! fucckkk mmeeee !!!" Chachi I am cummmin" Hold on , wait. !! And pushed him ofF me and hit his cock hard with my left hand.Which stopped his cum midway.He. "Pack you shit and lets get on down the road."We managed to find a place that still served breakfast. I had steak and eggs. Something I almost never eat, but it was a new day all filled with new beginning. After all we were headed into the big apple, I was optimistic that things would go well.We rode into the city after lunch. It was a little before noon, when we pulled into the parking lot across the street from the venue. The older man gave us a ticket, on his side of the booth. A black woman. Joe assured Dave he would have them altered by five o'clock. Dave paid and thanked the man before he left with Jennifer.The tour started at an old house called Beaconsfield. It was the home of the Heritage and Museums Society for QAI. The elegant symbol of Victorian elegance was built in 1877 for James Peake Jr., a prominent shipbuilder. The tour included the first two floors but the curator of the house was also a friend of Roger and he took them up to the third floor which was used mostly for.