To bola didi ap bahut aachi ho mujhe pyar karna h jaise us boyfriend me wo ladka kar raha tha didi bs ek bar kisi ko kuch pata nai chalega,magr maine ...se datt diya us time man to mera b bahut ho raha tha mgr mai dar gae thi kisi ko pata chalega to koi kya kahega fir mai puri rat jagti rahi or sochti rahi bhai paheli bar mujhse naraj Ho ke bahar shofe pe let gaya subha wo jb bath rum me nahne gaya to mai b piche gae usko nahlne ke liya to wo mana krne laga ki aap mat aao bathrum me mgr jb maine. ” Bart said, “Beer, right?” He asked.She nodded yes and turned to look at me again. “Are you sure you’re not Frank,” she asked again as she bent forward to look up into my face. Her arm was on the bar and as she leaned on it her tits nearly popped out of her knit top.“I am sure,” I said but had trouble making eye contact because I could clearly see her areolas and if she leaned any further she risked having the always arousing nipple slip. “Was Frank a close friend of yours?” I asked.Bart. Now after dinner I took courage and told her that I would sleep in her room… And I told her a foolish reason…I knew it was upon this answer…. If she agreed… It meant she is interested…. and she agreed….I was now on moon…. And was hungry for her… I ate the medicine and I know I need to satisfy her by fucking her long….I was waiting for her….She came in the room…She had already changed her clothes….She came on the bed and we were watching t.V…I was very nervous on how to start…She did not gave. You can do that for me can’t you slave?’ ‘Y-yes I can do …(pant)..that. You will (pant)…let me pee in a minute…please?’ She release her grip on me and walked outside the shower to observe me through the glass. ‘Yes slave, I will tell you when.’ I started to tremble in anticipation of the release soon to come. I could hear my self excited as a small ‘oh!’ escaped me with each breath. There I was, nude except for the chain around my neck, legs wide apart, intruder in my rectum, hands locked.