Main mumbai ke pass khopoli men job karta hun aur kanpur ka rahne wala hun, aur aaj main apni pahli story likh raha hun jo ki real bhi hai aur sirf do...mahine purani hai. ab main aap logo ko jyada bor nahi karunga story pe aata hun.. baat do mahine purani hai jab main jammu men tha aur kisi kam se ludhiyana gaya tha, wahan se lautate waqt main ek train men chadha jo amritsar ja rahi thi, train men bahut bheed thi main gate pe khada tha aur kuch der ke baad ek married aunty mere peche khadi gayi. He never owned me and he had no legal right to sell me. I will never sign myself into slavery. I am not your property!” she screamed defiantly.Howard was hoping for that kind of reaction. However, he didn’t expect her to be able to read the document and understand the import so quickly. He had suspected that the slut might be educated. Now he knew that for sure. It made owning her so much sweeter. He was barely able to read and write. It had taken him hours to formulate and prepare the. Finally she said, “don’t hold back Larry, I want you to cum inside of me and that will be my pleasure to feel you explode inside. And I did, my cock swelled and I shot her ass full of my cum.My orgasms are usually very intense but short in duration. But feeling this young woman below me as my cock began filling her with cum must have triggered something extra in my brain. I thrust all the way inside of her as I felt her cock and balls pressed between us, she flexed her anal muscles and milked. Working as a delivery driver I enjoyed being outside in the summer months. I was 27 working at my parents Restruant. Another boring weekday back n forth to customers, workplaces. On my returning trip,I noticed two females walking,as I slowed down to take a closer look, I realized I knew one them. Honking my horn! Waving my hand shouting Michelle! Noticing me they waved motioning me to comeback. Turning round I slowed to a stop unlocking my door. Want a ride? Yea, they both happy and cheerful to.