. And finally I got the chance of posting my own story. About me age 20. Studying b tech in Visakhapatnam. Well built, smart enough to please any wome.... And ladies and girls in and around Visakhapatnam or vizianagaram for any kind of sexual pleasures and friendship contact me Our family consists of me and my parents. And the heroin of this story is our neighbour. She is a widow. Her husband died within six months of her marriage.Later she dint married to take care of her parents since she is. Rang the bell of his hotel room. He greeted me and welcomed me in his room. Then he asked me to order dinner. I did that. Then he suddenly asked if your boyfriend is ok that you are here with me. I replied, “I don’t have any boyfriend.”He said, “Don’t lie. I don’t believe it. You are beautiful and you must have a boyfriend.” I told him, “I had a boyfriend but I broke up with him. Now I don’t want any.’ He said sorry about my breakup. I asked, “Have you any girlfriend?” He replied, “I am married. She then released her hold and pressed her pretty toes along my length, focusing on my head. She then went for the finishing move she used the night before. I responded to her “Your tongue is very talented. To bad I have to go.” She didn’t listen and continued to lick my cock and took me into her mouth. I didn’t pull away; instead I ran my fingers through her hair. In minutes i was back to life and She pumped me with her hands.”I certainly can’t let this wonderful, hard, ohh sooo big cock go. ”The voice is rough and loud. As her eyes adjust she sees a face leering down at her and knows powerlessness in an entirely new and profound way. She has no possible means to resist anything that might be done to her. And that face! Pierre le Cochon really is a pig of a man. She can see it in his little piggy eyes, the upturned snout of a nose, the fat jowls covered with a day’s worth of stubble, the thick lips. And the smell – clearly M. le Cochon does not believe in regular bathing. Priscilla.