6ft height…With a white milky body which is far too bubbly and soft for a boy. Hardly can one spot a hair in my body or face. The story happened las... month when I went to college a week before the vacation got over. I had some important academic works to be finished from last semester.When I reached the railway station the devil inside me woke up. I thought there will be a few students in the hostel if any, so I can sneak out of the hostel at night and visit the pubs (preferably gay pubs) and. He remembered tasting her sweet wonderful little asshole, it was so good, still pink even though he could tell she had been used a few times before. Over the years he had developed a fetish for the asses of the young woman he kidnapped and brought here to satisfy his sexual compulsions. A low dangerous sounding growl poured up from his chest and out his opened panting jaws as he withdraws his dick from her welcoming pussy with a slight pop and squishy sound. “Why did you stop Cassius?” Her. I savor every inch as I push into her, her most intimate muscles gripping me like a fist. She is very tight but also very wet. I push with long deep strokes at first but as our rhythm picks up, I switch to half strokes and piston in and out of her, the sound of the wet skin slapping, and our sex aroma filling the room.I pull out of her and turn her back around, getting on my knees as I position her on a padded chair. I let my tongue dive back into wet pussy and eat her out in earnest, lapping. Isabelle smiled contentedly. "GAY-BOY!" she exclaimed exultantly.Deborah took over. "Right, we don't have all day, hold your arms out away from your sides and stand still." She walked over to me and started to spray what looked like shaving foam all over my body from the neck down."Oh God, Deborah is this hair remover?" I was still mewling. "What are you doing? What am I going to tell Cathy?" I moaned. I started to put my arms down and moved to get a towel. Deborah grabbed my arm tight."DON'T.