“Nu uh. I know all about how to make boys happy and that’s what makes a great girlfriend.”Gabrielle was clearly becoming more and more uncomfor...able.“Plus, with what I’ve seen of Popscotch, I’ll be super duper, Duper tight. And I knoooow that boys like really small vaginas.”At that, a piece of cereal was lodged into my throat and broke into a violent coughing spell. A few hard pounds into my chest with my fist and a painful burp unlocked it, spitting it from my mouth.“You are not having sex. This time the one-to-six people over me was a grey-bearded black guy. He voice was still distorted, but it was more English than gibberish."Very good!" He nodded. "Ok, John, do you understand what I'm saying?" I started to speak and got the pain spikes again. I tried to nod, but that was even worst. "Ok. Let try this: squeeze my hand once." I wasn't even sure where my hands were so I squeezed both just to make sure I had one. The right one was holding something. "Good! Now squeeze my hand. She felt too lazy to change it and waited by the curb for it to arrive.“Shit, I shouldn’t have had these many drinks,” she thought. The alcohol combined with the cool night air of Bangalore made her feel a little dizzy.She was feeling quite horny. She was trying to distract herself from it by thinking of what she could have done that night, but nothing came to mind. She felt the urge to masturbate. She decided against it because she didn’t want to appear promiscuous slut.————————————-“We have. As his palm lightly caressed and spread her firm, perfect cheeks, his thumbs spread her engorged lips. Barely poking between them were the incredibly smooth, shapely inner lips that failed to contain her swollen, pearly clit which stood at full attention. He licked between the inner lips, sucked them and her sweet and tangy moisture into his hungry mouth and teased her gorgeous clit before sucking it and bringing her to her first shuddering orgasm.“Oh, Sam, you, you eat pussy perfectly. Make me.