It is about the first white wife who became a regular partner. This story is 100% true and not some stolen bullshitShe sat in the cubicle next to min... so I only physically saw her about three times a day. We did converse a lot. I'm a fairly polite type of guy and will talk to anyone who is civil towards me even if I don't agree with their beliefs. I made the false assumption this woman was some far right-wing, nigger hating bible thumper. She looked the part to a tee. Imagine the whitest. Nonostante la porta del balcone sia aperta, nessuno mi ha visto grazie alle tende. Non ci sarebbe nessun problema, in caso, perché è una delle mie fantasie giocare con il mio clitoride e infilarmi le dita nella figa mentre qualcuno mi guarda. Non importa chi sia, basta dare spettacolo, come se fossi una porno star.L'unica pecca sono i miei vicini, che stanno litigando per l'ennesima volta. Lei, Alessandra, è la ragazza che alle medie mi ha bullizzata per tre anni, facendomi vivere l'inferno.. She pushed down her knickers and I saw that she had an exactly same pierce in the exact same spot. Now I smiled at her and knew what she was smiling about before. The thought that she had pierced pussy too got me even more exited. She got up bed and rubbed her wet pussy to my face and I started licking it like it was a once in a lifetime opportunity but she stopped after a few minutes and got off bed. She slipped the vibrator into her vagina and pulled knickers up she wanted to get out like. He was the rapist and I was the victim but it all felt so fucking good. I did not want him to know how wet I got from just trying to fight him off me. I just didnt want him to know that I liked it-that I liked being raped! But suddenly, the motherfucker stopped everything he was doing. I was so confused-I even looked up at him wondering what happened. He just stared and then his eyes slid down to my chest. He ducked his head down and sucked my nipple into his mouth. My throat mummbled a moan, I.