On the evening of Dussehra, I got a ping from a new number on WhatsApp and from her display picture I knew it was her.We exchanged wishes for Dussehra...and she was thanking me for the transport I arranged.Samita also asked me some doubts regarding its operation and I was happy to help her.She mentioned it was a good deal for her too as it was almost new.From the topic of washing machine we started chatting then we talked about personal interests and ambitions.The chat went for days and finally,. I looked at him as his fingers toyed and masturbated me, holding my breath for fear of discovery and sending me into a mild euphoric asphyxiation, he must have been surprised as I held his fingers firmly, restricting his movement during my orgasm, something he kissed me for, fully on my mouth, as my mother sat quietly, unaware that he was undoing his trousers, and taking his erect cock out of his pants.I was f******n and at an awkward age, having just started taking my periods, and having. .. suddenly he grabbed the hair, lifted me up, turned me around and kissed me greedily. He threw me on the couch, ordered me to sit, he placed the large rectangular box over my knee and sat down heavily on it (and on my knees). My legs were nearly breaking under the weight of my Master (double the mine). The rib cage crushed by his broad shoulders, I pulled my breath to swallow thin puffs of oxygen.He grabbed my computer on the table. His magnificent voice, powerful and intimidating finally. So, I did not want to miss my chance to penetrating this inviting young pussy who just want to be well fuck. I place myself in front of her placing her leg on my shoulder and gently I present the head of my dick touching her big labia. My manner are on the first penetration and because of the size, I always let my sex partner to introduce my member inside their pussy that ensure me making them in trust and let their pussy muscle to accommodate the size of my dick. Her pussy was dripping with.