"All of us know what we like to do when we're watching sex films, now don't we? That's all I'm doing. Why don't you join me? You've got that whole bed..."His logic was unarguable. I remembered masturbating with other boys, way back in junior high. I thought "what the hell, we'll never see each other again. We don't even know each other's last names." And I again thought about that giant penis, what it would look like erect, right here in person. The thought thrilled me and moved me forward. I. Plan bana kar kuch mutmian ho gayee:Rat ko pati nay choda to main itnee garam the kay woh bola kaya baat hey aaj ,i said nothing or subha hubby chala gaya.Ghar ki masee kaam kar kay 2 bajay challi gayee main nay uss o 4 din ki chutti day de aab main bilkul akaile the ghar main yaa KashifDopeher ko main nay showe liya or badan ki khoob safaee ki or halka sa make up kiya or nails ko red paint kiya or red netted bra or panty pehne or ooper aik thick cotton gown pehna jo ghutnoon say thora say hi. I need it sooo bad.He held his cock. With this, he said. Yes daddy, with your big thick cock. He asked, do you worship it cunt? Ohhh yes daddy, I worship it. I need it. Please, please fuck me. Hmmmmmmm, well, I guess I will. Since my little cocksucker is begging for it. He told me to lie down on my back. He got some babby oil and sprayed it all over me. It got in my hair, my face, all over my chest and belly. It got all over the sheets and everywhere.He climbed up to my face and pushed his cock. “DAMN IT MICHELLE, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG!” The dam bursts. Yelling at me was the catalyst that caused my tears start flowing uncontrolled. Trails of moisture run down my cheeks. I need get out, I need to leave. I jump up from the bed clutching the quilt to my chest. I scan around the room looking for my clothes. My inner schoolgirl stands there mocking me with an “I told you so” look on her face. With my back to you I quickly pull my camisole top on and reach for my skirt. “Where are my.