She loved the experience. It gave her money to have awesome school clothes. People used to ask me if I ever wore a shirt twice. I was notorious for...buying vintage clothes that were so ugly they were cute. Asking me why I was wearing my grandma’s clothes was quite normal. I had an addiction to bold patterns. In a lot of ways it hid my body. Working so hard made me lose weight. I had no choice but to ask angie if she and her boyfriend chris would go with me and danny to see a play. I. ..I am fully exposed...slap...slap...SLAP… the cheeks of my ass are slapped over and over...my hips lunge forward...I gasp...my collar presses against my throat with each thrust...I feel the sting and burn of my skin as my ass cheeks are squeezed and pulled apart...fingers roughly slide over my assbud and taint…pushing over my pussy lips grinding to find and press hard against my clit...hard cocks slapping against my hips thighs and ass your cock slapping against my face...fingers forcefully. I held my breath as I felt him start to enter me. Every time he fucked me, no matter what, it always hurt the first few pumps. I moaned with a mix of pain and pleasure, feeling him adjust to my pussy. A slow "Fuuuuuck" escaped his lips, and I felt his hands on my hips with a death grip as his body shook. It felt like he was going to explode inside me with just the one thrust, it had been so long. As I adjusted to his thick, hard cock stretching me open, I felt him pull out and reenter me.. She was fine with it. I ran back to my apartment, locked my door and plugged my camera into my pc. I got myself naked and my dick was erect and I was ready to masturbate. She slowly started removing her saree and next scene gave me a heart attack, she found my camera, she looked at it angrily, she shouted looking at the camera, “koushik how dare you to do this, I am gonna take this to your parents” and the camera was off. I had a heart attack, this would ruin my life. My dad is definitely gonna.