For sharing her friendship and her body with me, I would give her the gift of having your gorgeous cock inside her."Turning to the blonde at her side,...Danica said, "Andrea, this is Damian. For sharing his knowledge, friendship, and body with me — and as thanks for the beautiful gown he gave me — I would gift him with the pleasure of being your first."She kissed first Damian, then Andrea, and then led them both to Damian's bedchambers. She stood Andrea and Damian face to face, and then undressed. I was nearing climax.The orgasmic fire swelled and grew, threatening to break free and ravage my body but I held it back. Not because I felt guilty, but because Andre had trained me to hold back. He had taught me to hold back the orgasm for so long it became unbearable, hold back for so long that when I finally released it I would be reduced to a squirming, moaning hunk of flesh, unable to speak or walk as orgasm ravaged my body."You wanna cum?" Marigold asked."Not yet!" I told myself. "Not. While doing facial I passed my fingers through her lips. It was awesome. Then I asked her for waxing.but she didn’t allow.then she told that she will shave herself.Then she went to bath room and shaved all her pussy. All the things got over by 3.00pm. Then we decided to go for shopping. She came in saree and I made to sit in my bike and stated the travel. In the shop I asked her to select a modern dress. She decided to buy salwaar hamez. But I asked her to select a t shirt and jean. She didn’t. Spent the money on an airfare and made the effort to visit everyone, and by the end of the third day I was feeling fucking unwelcome as usual.Christmas day was the incredibly painful trek over to the grandmother's place, listening to my fuckhead uncle talk about himself all day and trying to look interested. By the time we left I was dying to get drunk, and that's precisely what I did when I got back to my hotel room. I was on my fifth bourbon and coke, watching television when my mobile rang..