U.c2nd year me tha. My college me middle bench student tha. Our my and my friends enjoy the student life. Mere friends circle me girls b the. Lekin un...ese ek my best friend thi. uska naam tha yamika. O mere saat hi nahi mere sab friendse close thi.Hum yuhin toor and picnik jaatethe isiliye yaamika k ghar me sabhi mere saat close the to my unke ghar aa jaa sakta tha. A baat undinonki hai jab hamaare BOLD EXAM the to study karnek liye yaamika apne ghar pe invite kiya to my yaamika ke ghar jaake. ..’‘You mean my bum?’ I said.‘Yes’, he replied.‘No, I have medical issues there, how about you?’‘Yes, I’ve used a dildo, but wonder what a penis would feel like’. I got to me knees, lifted his slip a little, parted his legs, pulled his panties aside, then released my cock from my panties.‘Do you want this Phil?, do you want me to fuck your man cunt?’‘Oh fuck yes! Stick your cock in my man cunt, fill me with your spunk!’I looked on the bedside table, there was a tube of lube, I squeezed some. If shehad punished me for no reason at all I could have rationalized andaccepted it, justified it on the basis of her particular perversion ofpower. But she continually reinforced the notion that punishmentfollowed behaviour, as though the two held a logical relationship, asthough there was some method of _escape_, when in truth there was none.I was a prisoner taunted with the key to freedom, dangling just outsidemy grasp on the other side of the iron bars, visible, tangible, and yetimpossible. It was my favourite toy when separated from my boyfriend; its lightly contoured shaft wide enough to stretch and fill me completely but not so wide that it required a hand to drive it. As I began to contract my pussy around the toy, squeezing it out of my hot channel, I'd rise enough to let it almost completely exit my body. Just as my lips gently began to draw closed to their rest state around the tip of the humming machine, I'd descend again allowing it to split me apart on the way down and.