Jis time m tuition padane jata tha mona usi time nahane jati thi or nahake vo bacho ke kamre mein ati thi vha dressing table thi jisme dekhkar vo apne...bal bnati thi aur m use dekhta rehta tha or vo bhi mirror se mujhe beech beech m dekh rhi hoti thi..m poori poori rat bhar uske bare m sochta rehta tha fir maine use ek din funny msgs kiye or uske rply ka intzar kiya or vo bhi mujhe msg krne lagi fir dheere dheere maine use Double meaning msg krne shuru kr diye or usne bhi aisa hi kiya mano ki vo. She screams, but it slightly sounds like it was out of pleasure. Slowly, I started thrusting into her. With each thrust, she starts to moan. I then start to increase the speed of my thrusting, making her moan & pant more. As I started spanking her, I saw tears coming from her squinted eyes. She started painting. I can tell from the expression on her face, she is overwhelmed by the power of my penis (lucky me!), & seem to be enjoying it. At that moment, I felt like climaxing.“Stop crying bitch,. We decided to meet-up again while I return during the entire trip I was thinking of her only. The way she had changed from a silent girl to an employee of kingfisher. The innocence was been replaced by beauty and the way she had got her grip on English language while moving back from Mumbai I called her and we decided to meet-up again.I reached Ahmedabad at around 10:30 in the night. She was there to greet me and we went to the Airport coffee shop. We talked and laughed for hours, specially. I rubbed my sticky cum all over myself, imagining that It was Marc’s. I showered and then drove to his house to wait for him to get home. When Marc drove up, I admit, my heart began to race. I needed his cock. Once inside his door, I slid to my knees in front of him and began kissing his cock through his pants. “Oh yeah. You want that cock don’t you?” he said. I couldn't pretend anymore, I didn’t want to pretend anymore. “Yes” I said shyly, “I love your big cock.” I undid his belt and pulled.