" He punctuated his sentence with an extra hard thrust up her ass. He somehow realized he was not in charge, this was the first time he was aware that...his friend (?) had taken open control, no pain not yet anyway, scared yes, not for himself but for what might happen. Later, looking back, he remembered that it seemed his dick got bigger, got harder, if possible. He loved ass fucking but this became a lesson, a punishment a correction? All of the above? And as all this was going on he was almost. Me: Hi.She: At least you opened your mouth to confirm that you are not dumb.Me: Yes, I am not dumb but I feel something bad doing this thing.She: Are you a virgin.Me: Yes, whyShe: Just asked, I am happy that first time I am going to be fucked by a virgin guy. Mostly I got fucked by married guys who want something new other than their wives more ever it’s not my profession. I go only with known person and that too very rare. Partha (Ramesh office colleague) insisted me and that’s why I have. I can’t help but notice how dark he is compared to my creamy white skin. Finally he breaks the silences, “how old are you, Angel?” “I’m, um twenty one. How about you?” “I’m twenty four.” “How long have you been tattooing?” I ask. “Seven years, mostly private stuff,” he continues to tattoo me, as he answers. “Is this all you do?” My curious nature taking over, I can feel myself begin to relax. “Nope.” “What else do you do?” “I work on cars,” he says flatly. “You look like the type.” . I was very much upset due to not getting my dream come true. I somehow managed her mind and agreed on that I will not do very harsh with her ass and will take care of it. Therefore, she agreed on it but was too much frightened about it. I somehow managed her and told her to sleep on bed with her ass facing me.Now this was the time my dream came true I softly played with her ass and licked her asshole to give her some courage. Then I told her to lay in same pose, went to kitchen, and brought.