Her feet were twitching, and she was holding the pillow as hard as she can. She screamed, “Ah, just don’t stop right now. I’m close. I’m so cl...se. I’m gonna cum.”She came again. I sat and lifted her, pulled her, and entered her. I held her while her legs are in the air and fucked her with my full strength. She raised and started kissing me. I said, “Do you like this?” She said, “Omg, yes.” I said, “Can you handle this for the rest of your life?”She said, “Yes, rest of my life and beyond.” I. I used to feel so envious about her boyfriend, who was enjoying this hot babe, anyways after her breakup again we became really close, and in that duration i used to often give her hints that i like her and want to be with her, after a few days, 1 month before our exam. She had to go to Mysore for some work, but didn’t want to go alone, so i offered to give her company, on the trip there were several moments, when i mistakenly did touch/brush her boobs, she used to sleep on my shoulder a lot,. ?Shoes Cum Girl.?I stand and squeeze my feet into the shoes; Master takes the ropes and secures me to the hooks attached to the picture rail. I am spread, balanced on my 4? heels, legs shoulder width apart, arms stretched above shoulder height reaching for the distant walls. He returns, pulls my skirt up to expose my pussy and arse, and runs a single finger along the length of my drenched vagina. I cum; knees buckling, head thrown back, arms straining against my bonds. I am Master’s Cum. Built pretty solidly, muscled and a hairy chest. She slid her hands across my hairy chest, ran them up and down my chest, and slid her little nails across my stomach.God, I could not stop shaking.I fucking knew this was wrong. It was so goddamn wrong that I couldn't even think straight. I knew what "could happen" or what "would happen" if anyone, regardless of who they were, found out the shit that was going on. Fuck, even being in the same locker room as a hockey player was a death march. End.