I was free. Kevin and I had become best friends. Everything was good. One night, I jokingly texted him: Lemme lay in your bed. He replied: Thats not a...bad idea. I said: Im on my way. And I was serious. That night I bought me a ticket to BellaDonna, Fl. That Thursday I called him and told him, This weekend youre mine. And hung up. After work Friday I went to the airport and hopped my Delta flight to BellaDonna. Are you gonna pick me up? I sent even though I knew he had no idea what I was talking. I've never smoked, but who cared. I put on the jeans, a loose shirt, a coat, the only flat shoes I had, and I sneaked out of the room. At the hotel lobby I ordered a pack of the perfumed fags and a matchbox I didn't even know how to use, but I knew I liked the odor. After a few failed attempts I finally succeed to light one and accept the deadly smoke to keep bothering my used throat. I coughed with fear I'd throw all the sperm up on that cherry wood table. My whole body ached, but I felt like. She is the eldest in a family of two girls and a kid brother, while I am an only child. She was (and is) a natural take-charge type and would always be the one to decide what games to play and she would be the one to take one’s complaints to whenever there was a fight or a dispute. All of us kids just naturally accepted her writ. Her parents’ marriage had caused quite a scandal in its time. Her father Laxmanrao was an ambitious, smart, flamboyant, aggressive, wheeler-dealer lawyer / businessman. My fingernails dug into her asscheeks. My pussy writhed about that humming shaft. It was so wonderful. She slammed harder into me. Wave after wave of rapture inundated my mind.I drowned in bliss.Sophia thrashed atop me as my climax reached its peak. I held onto this moment of perfect bliss, not wanting to let it go. But then it retreated. Sophia slammed into me one last time, trembling as her own orgasm filled her. She collapsed on me. I held her as we both gasped and panted."Wonderful," I.