Let me give you a little background about me so that you can enjoy the story even more. So as any typical bong gal, I was expected to do well in studi...s, I was also a trained oddisi dancer. But while I was in school I was not sexually active at all. Not that I was shy but it just did not excite me as much. As you know having grown up in an Indian city as a teen girl, lewd comments and occasional groping etc was a norm. I used to despise these and I thought this is how men are supposed to be. I. Danielle danced with Jerome for three slow songs and began feeling comfortable and secure being with him in the club. At least she was safe from having the other men trying to pick her up tonight.When the song ended, Jerome followed Danielle back to her booth where Macy was seated with a black guy. It was Jerome's friend."Hey Lamont. I see you met Danielle's neighbor." Hey. What's up?"Lamont hardly looked up as he continued talking with Macy whom he seemed to be hitting it off with at the. Nevertheless I recognised that there might be something rather special about her and was keen to find out. I made the most of every opportunity to get close to her and open a conversation with her. I rapidly discovered what a lovely and interesting person she is. We slowly became friends and then special friends and then lovers and then, when we got our careers started, we married. Our marriage is a happy one. Because of our reserve and conservative dress we may appear almost prudish to others. She then raised her legs and wrapped them around Henry’s waist. She said, “Give me all you’ve got. I want to feel you really fuck me.”“What about your sore pussy, Candy?” Henry asked. He didn’t want to hurt her more than absolutely necessary.“Fuck it! I am sore, but I came her for you to fuck me. Please, I want you to fuck me like you really want to.” Candy was insistent.“OK, Baby. If it’s a hard fucking you want, it’s a hard fucking you’ll get.” Henry picked up the pace and power of his.