.. And after writing that story I received too many mails and some requested to write in english on next time.. So here I am going to explain the next...part of that story.And those who didn’t read my first story and for those who don’t understand kannada I will explain here my first story here in short then I will continue my second part.. Go ahead..1st part –Hey guys I am mitra I am from karnataka and I am studying degree and the story was happened last 3months ago.. I am staying in a. Flattering. She wondered just what William had said about her. Had he called her a 'whore?' A 'slut?' Perhaps, but she didn't think he'd say that about her. But then again, she really didn't know. But that, too, was kind of exciting to her. She didn't see herself as a slut, or a whore. Though she knew that her family would have been very upset to know that she was 'seeing' a black guy, she, herself, loved it! She'd never felt so much like a woman as she had been made to feel since she had been. After 44 minutes of blowing these guys I start getting fucked by Jamal. I am laying on my back to him as he is pounding me from the back. He is holding both my titts while he is slapping them as they are bouncing. I try to kiss him and he rejects my kisses."I don't kiss whores, just fuck them," he says.Jaekwon is getting ready to do something. I expect him to walk to me so I can suck his dick as I am getting fucked. I am moaning, but trying not to scream. "Can I suck your dick, Jaekwon?" I ask. He guessed since his Father worked for a pharmaceutical company andcould get these direct there didn't need to be a label."It takes a while for them to start to show the effects. Just keeptaking them. These on the other hand..." Henry said placing another,larger bottle of pills on the table. "These you're going to start seeingthe effects of maybe by the end of the week. They're pretty strong." What are these?" The hormones you asked me to get you." Hormones?!?" Marc said, alarmed at what his.