I won't do that again, Steve. Just don't leave me," she begged, and then added, "but it will take you longer to get you license." I'm not worried abou... that," I assured her. By now my cock was hard again. Having this sweet smelling woman with her soft skin and firm body next to me had assured that. Astrid saw it and pulled me down on top of her."Love me, Steve," she begged in a little girl voice. I slipped into her and fucked Astrid's brains out for a while.Later that day, Astrid took me to the. I did not need a liquid boost for my self-confidence or a beverage for an emotional anodyne, so I consequently found myself striving to have fun in other ways while attending the local bars with my cohort of wallflowers. One of the more entertaining bar endeavors that I partook in involved doing karaoke covers of popular rap songs from the early 1990’s. It was quite stimulating to flow over Digital Underground beats from “The Humpty Dance” or Tone Lōc’s “Funky Cold Medina” with a bar. My colleagues couldn’t hear anything on our call, but I looked out the window multiple times and didn’t see anyone doing landscaping work or electrical poles near us. After a while, it either faded or I stopped noticing it.I was so deep in my work that I again didn’t hear Sarah come home. She kissed me on the neck, then moved my desk chair out so she could sit on my lap. She lifted her skirt as she sat down and pulled her panties aside.“I need you inside me, I’ve been going crazy all day,” she. However, we had the sense to use condoms after a couple of days into fucking Janani – she made us lick it out before throwing it out every time; and we loved it! The second weekend – the one before our exams – we almost got caught.A little background would help though so here goes. As Janani’s cuntslave, I became addicted to her body and her piss within a day. I kept going to their place everyday. And since the first day of the fuck sessions with Janani, I made it a point to hug their mom in.