I was acting like sleeping but I can’t control my temper; suddenly I got up she saw me & tried to hide boobs with her hand but I saw her fully. Then...she came closer to me said u dint see anything OK? Forgot and sleep papa go. I told her I saw u fully nude mami. I too saw ur trimmed pussy too. I like to lick ur pussy mami. I beg u please leave me to have some with u please. Then she gets promise that I won’t tell to anyone about our sex life. I promised her then good time started in my life;. He wouldn't even call me his "slut bitch" anymore. Now it was a perky little "hi babe" or "honey" when he got home from work. One night he actually walked in carrying one long-stemmed red rose and a pink Hallmark card! Awful. Simply awful.He knew how that hurt me, but he did it anyway. It was like he wanted to rub my nose in it. How I yearned for him to demand, in his gruffest, sternest, take-charge Master's voice: "Hey, whore, bend over, take my cock up your ass till you scream, I'm gonna make. She dug her fingernails into his back for what he was doing to her. He looked into her eyes, feeling her cool cum on his balls and stopped fucking her for a moment, still fully erect within her genitals. "Jen?" he asked, whispering. She looked up at him, sniffing back her tears of joy and training a lock of his hair behind his ear. She felt like a nine-year-old girl with her first crush. "Will you marry me?" he asked, in complete seriousness. He waited a bit, and then, fucking her slowly. Without boring you all, let me get into the details of this story which goes way back in time when I was in college and was 19 years old.I was the only child to my parents. My dad was into business and my mom was a teacher. I studied at a well-known institution in Chennai. It was the holidays and a few of my friends planned a meet up at a friend’s place. We played cricket, ate the amazing food cooked by his mom and were just chilling. Around 7 pm, we were all getting ready to leave but Vishal.