.he used to moan slowly…acting as if it’s a moan of relief…while I knew what it was actually….and sometimes I used to sleep stark naked in my ...oom..basically I was supporting him indirectly but never did it directly yet.Days were passing like this and one day Akshay asked me to stay for full night on his room. He was from Mumbai and was leaving here in a rented apartment.”What…have you gone mad..? what would I say to my dad..?”…I yelled at him…”You are clever enough to manage that thing..” he. 'Pull up your skirt' he orders. You reach back with both hands and draw the skirt over your waist. .... John walks around you and opens your shirt. With a swift violent movement he yanks your tits out of your bra. 'You flaunt yourself in front of another man without my permission', he hisses. 'You le t him shoot off his sperm in your mouth, you filthy slut - did you think I'd let that go unpunished?' 'Please..' You whisper. His sudden intake of breath is the only warning. Then the flat of his. That is, until now&hellip, July 1st 2014 (AKA Canada Day). Given the fact that I was bornand have spent my entire lifein Canada, it makes sense for me to love Canada Day, right? Wrong! Do not get me wrong, it is not like I despiseor even dislike Canadait is just that I have never been really big on celebrationswell, except for birthdays, of course. I just do not see the big deal. So Canada was founded on July 1st god knows how many years ago. So what? But I digress. The entire point of this. Then, as she became even more used to the feel of something long and stiff inside her, she began to also feel it as the tip of his cock nosed into her cervix on each trip in. The millions of nerve endings in her cervix decided they LIKED being stimulated by his overbearing cockhead, and began sending "HEY! I LIKE THIS" signals to her brain."Ohhh my" she groaned, confused that her anger seemed to be fading away, as it was replaced by ... pleasure! Yes! And not only pleasure; very EXTENSIVE.