"You," he mumbled."Me?" I asked, though in a way as to force him to extrapolate on his answer. "Why me?" Because I love you," he replied.I held onto h...s hand more tightly and asked him what he meant by that."I dunno," he said. "I just do. I just love you." Well," I said, in a more motherly tone. "Ok, I believe you. But why do you love me? What is it you love?"We walked a few more paces, while he thought of an answer. And this time I didn't mind. I wanted him to put some thought into it."Because. The least he could have done was leave her a vibrator, Michelle thought to herself.The Chinese girl didn't know how many minutes had passed or how many lurid scenarios she had envisioned, but she finally heard the click of her lock and saw the twist of the doorknob. Soon, Jeffery came back through the door carrying a plastic bag of stuff."Miss me?" He asked as he petted her head.Michelle snuffled something into her gag. From her glistening caramel-colored skin, it looked as if she had been. I felt my cumshooting out of my clitty, landing in great spurts on my powderedand lipsticked face. I tasted cum for the first time as Igreedily licked it off my lips, and Joanne lay on top of me,still thrust deep inside me, and shared the taste as she kissedme deeply on my red lips.She moved to get up, but I held her inside satin-covered arms andnyloned legs. She began to sob softly, whispering, "I'm sorry, Ididn't mean to..." but I placed one red-tipped finger to herlips, silencing her. "No,. She served good meals. I missed her special taste for more than one month since I couldn’t come during weekends during exam time.I sat on the chair and had the lunch. She stood behind the chair and served curries from my right side. When she leaned to serve I could see the wheatish belly portion which made me heart throbbed. I could sense the special smell from her armpit which made my bottom hard. I had enough food and asked mom to have her food. She went to kitchen and had some food and came.