"May I come in?" Of course," replied Andrew, motioning for her to come inside. "Would you like a drink?" No, thank you," said Becky as she followed An...rew down the hallway and into the lounge. "So where's the merchandise?" she asked as she sat on his couch. Evidently, she wanted to get straight to the point tonight."Give me a second," said Andrew, grinning. He left the room. A few moments later, the rattling of metal chains could be heard from upstairs. The sound grew louder until he finally. As I looked at her fuzzy pussy my cock stiffened harder than it had ever done before. Wendy told me to just stick it in. I told her that it might hurt and she laughed at me, saying that she had put bigger things than my cock in her pussy. She told me to stick it in or she would find someone else to do it.I really wanted to do it and I didn’t want her to let someone else do it. In fact there were lots of things that I had imagined doing with and to Wendy. So I felt it necessary to stick my cock. I am an American girl that first became interested in Indian cocks when I met my brother’s friend that was going to school in America. So it started harmless enough, my brother was always bringing his friends home so Aman was no exception. I did find Aman very cute and sexy but wasn’t interested in him more than that. Well one weekend my parents left for a short trip to New York and left me in the house alone, my brother came home that weekend and brought Aman with him and decided it was time. They parted slightly as she brought the marshmallow to her lips. Her tongue flickered out at it, licking some of the white cream from the gooey ball of sweetness. I just watched her quietly, from the shadows of my tent. Then, strangely, dizzyingly, she actually slid the gooey marshmallow between her lips and pumped it in and out a few times, before sucking the thing right off the end of the stick. Oh my God. My jaw dropped. She licked the sticky residue off her lips and popped another one onto.