Ladies with all sorts of kinks feel free to contact me for some crazy time.The sex story.I studied in a famous coaching class in Pune during 12th stan...ard, the class was big and there were a lot of students. We had a lot of girls amongst us. The class also was for Medical and Engineering entrance tests so there were tests and lectures for good preparation! There was this girl Rachana (name changed) who was a class scholar and was gorgeous physically! She was a fair girl, average height, boobs. We've done foreplay countless times and we both enjoy it quite a lot. But we never took the next step.He ran his hand up and down the curve of my waist in a teasing manner, stopping right on top of my ass. Damn, I want this to happen. I want him the way he wants me. It was perfect. He eventually eased his hands slowly to my ass cheeks; squeezing and caressing them while running his tongue against my tongue. Our lips were making beautiful noises. We continued until his hands reached under my. Good day."With that, Michelle left the cell and retuned to speak with theproject's intelligence chief, Vernest Torgeson. He watched the captainas she sat and asked her,"So, what did you learn, Captain?" Well, he/r version of events was interesting to say the least.According to he/r this isn't a war, it's a bust." Excuse me, Captain?" They class us as criminals and now presumably we're cop killers as wellin addition to being kidnappers."Torgeson nodded and said, "Yes, I suspected that might be. His mouth was soft and skillful. Kissing him felt like finally drinking water after being thirsty for so long. I grabbed one of his hands and put it on my waist. He tenderly pulled me towards him. “Sweetie... this is wrong...” The word stung. I could feel his cheeks wet with tears. Did he hate it? Did he hate me for what I was doing? “No, Daddy... is only wrong if you don’t want it. You don’t want me?” For a few seconds we kept kissing in silence, he seemed to be pondering the question..