Nor did I have a black cock, which was the other thing she preferred---but I didn't care. My heart was hers, even if my cock lived most of the time in...my slacks (or, held in my hand late at night as I stroked it!I liked Willis. I really didn't resent him fucking Megan. He treated her nicely, as she fully deserved. He lavished her with the sort of attention she craved, and which I could never really provide her with. That big black cock of his was able to go places inside of her sweet pussy that. “Jesus, can’t you find anyplace around here that can put some of us up?”“I really doubt it, sir.” The little Dutch boy got a sudden gleam in his eye as he viewed his computer screen. He began tapping away again, then stopped and stared at it. “Hmmm. There might be something...”“What!” demanded Tony anxiously.He turned to face us, resting his arms on his desk. “Please understand, I am sympathetic to your plight, I really am. I’m sorry that this happened, but there isn’t much I can do right now.. Varshanghal aayittum oru kutty janikkaadhe ninghal yetra vishamikkunnu vennu yenikk ariyarudho… yee pooja onnu kazhinju kittiyaal adhu kondu yellavarkkum gunam undaakum, adhu marakkenda.. pinne yellam kathreena yude midukku polirikkum… adutha divasangalilum kappyaar achante vara dhana poojaye kurichu vaachalan aayi… koode oru adheeva rahashyavum kaachi… adhe Achante kayil ulladhu oru albhudha kolaa… adhel 3 colourkal aanulladh… pacha .. manja.. chuvappu…Pooja nadathumbhol yeadhu colouril aanu. She was a senior in High School from another town and I was just out of school. I was her first and to the best of my knowledge, her only until after we split up.When we were married we had a big brass bed and somehow developed a fondness for tying her to the bed with my neckties and blindfolding her with one of her scarves. Typically, she would wear stockings & garters and either a sheer bra or corset. At first, I would fondle her and then fuck her. Then as things developed I would be.