I was seated at my desk, and she was pacing back and forth in front of my desk.“Will you please tell me what you want?” I begged her.She smiled an... shook her head at me.“You need to pay attention ... don’t let your dick rule your life” she replied.I sat at the desk silently for a couple of minutes before I quietly spoke words that I had never spoken before to anyone.“I will do whatever you want”.“Anything that I ask” Tara retorted.“Yes ... Anything” I replied in exasperation.Tara smiled and. Inferior or not, it was still a metal knife and would have many uses among his people. He handed the knife back to the hunter who owned it."We traded for them from a village two day's walk up river from us. They make the metal there. To keep it sharp, we use stones and hides, but the knives were sharper when we first traded for them. If you go there and learn how they make their metal sharp, we would like to know that as well." One of the hunters showed Two and Stick the water stone and the. He tied his dhoti up , caught hold of his organ (Cock) started pampering it with his hands . I saw him sliding its foreskin back (I came to know of foreskin later) , enjoying its raised size by looking at it through the mirror rather than directly. So with all this actions in the room by my Mama, with his body language suggesting anticipation of his partner arrival my Mom.But my Mom was nowhere to be seen, Later conversation as follows in kannada.( Even though our mother tongue was Telugu ,. WOW he felt so nice bare in me and although I have had bigger stranger cock this was a whole new chapter of excitement for me, I bounced and ground my pussy on his cock for ages while he fondled my arse and sucked my breasts, and we kissed and panted, the passion was very real, in my mind, I was thinking is this too real for a sexy game? ....but then .....no it's super hot, I thought ....he grabbed my hips pulling me down and thrusting his hips forward, burying his cock deep in me as he.