We talked in great detail again about what I was looking for and any limitations. We both wanted to feel safe, how did he know I wasn’t setting him ...p. How did I know he wasn’t an axe murderer and the only one that would get pleasure out of my fantasy was him?After several minutes of discussion and contemplation we both agreed to go for it. The plan was for him to enter my apartment sometime tonight between 1am and 2am. We hung up and I began to mentally prepare for what was about to take. Chad threw his head back, and he looked at the posters above us. I couldn’t tell if he was fantasizing, but it didn’t really matter; for all I cared, he could’ve imagined being fucked by Tom Daley. I just wanted him to satisfy his homosexual urges.Chad pulled my face toward his, and he made out with me. But within a few seconds, his breath started coming in shorter and shorter gasps. His fingers dug into my back, and he threw his head back again.I knew what was coming next. Chad let out a. Main uski belly button ko apni jeebh se suck kar raha tha. Wo siskariya lekar upper niche ho rahi thi mere sar per hath tha uska aur kahe rahi thi arun khelo muj se aaj raat main puri ki puri tumhari hun muje aaj ladki se aurat bana do is kali ko phool bana do arun plssssss a run thodi de raise uske sath aise khel ne ke baad usne muje dahka deker baju me lita diya aur mere upper aa gayi aur mere body parts ko chatne chusne lagi ab main ankhen bandh ker ke siskariya le raha tha phir maine uske. I moaned lightly and dropped my bare feet to the carpet. Stabilizing myself on the mattress, I stood. I didn't answer her, stunned by my daughter's sudden reappearance. Still sleepy headed, I walked slowly to her.She looked up at me with a smile, her hand waved at a row of glitering things on mother's dresser. There were lipsticks, and earings, and powders, and tints, and bracelets and broaches. There was a necklace of beautiful fake diamonds and one of real perls. There were brushes and files.