Lying back on the cool grass I ignored the possibility of the green stain that could discolour my crisp white blouse, so carefully ironed just that mo...ning by my mother.Unbuttoning the front below the danger level, exposing my white bra and the small titties contained within their small cups, more like puffy nipples than breasts, undeveloped but highly desirable, and prized by men willing to suck them deep into their mouths.The thought made me more uncomfortable as I lay there, pulling my knees. Uski sine ki dono chuchiyon par bra naa hone ki wajah se dono chuchiyan naity ke upar se saaf jhalak rahe the. Jaise apne saath khelne ke liye mujhe invite kar rahe hon. Abb aap log hi bataiye iss halat me koi bhi mard jiska lund khada hota hai wo use chode ka khyal karega ya nahi. Khair wo turant kamre ke andar akar darwaja band kar di aur mujhe apni bahon me pakad kar lipat gayi. Wo dhire dhire lajate swar me i love u ke sath mujhe sex ke liye prerit karne lagi. Apni kasir bhari awaj me. She was taking pics with her cam and was recording video through the car window. After some time we reached to a hill top and got down from the car and she continued taking pics and after some time we drove back towards her hotel. By evening we reached her hotel and she told she was tired. She further asked me where do I stay and all and I told her nearby alone in my apartment and so on. After that, she asked me that do I drink. And I told yes and she smiled and told me that let’s go out again. By thirty-two, she started to cry. By thirty-eight she was sobbing, but continued to count, not struggling at all.“…thirty-nine…forty…forty-one!”“Do you want more, slut?” I waited.She was sobbing and breathing hard by this time, and took a long time to answer. I waited.“My lord, my body wants you to hurt me, but I’m exhausted. I’m not sure I could take it. Please, Sir, may we continue tomorrow? Please?”“Red light?”She was quiet save for the sobbing, then, “No, my lord. I want you to go on.