We often played a game where I would describe how I would play with my pussy, he could type whatever he wanted, and I would do what he said. I would e...en send him pictures, but he wasn't allowed to touch that throbbing cock. Not until I said so, he would beg and I would get to decide when he would finally get sweet release. After so many nights coming home and dipping my fingers in my wet pink hole I told him I needed more, I wanted to feel his cock in side of me, but more importantly I wanted. . licking the head. My tongue dipping into the hole at the tip. tasting your pre cum i moan."Suck my cock you sexy bitch..." you growl.I stop briefly blushing softly, looking up at you, making eye contact as I take you more fully into my mouth. My nose tickled by your pubic hair... as your hand gently presses my head down further... gasping a little and gagging. I hear you moan and I am instantly turned on by your aggression and how hot you are. i feel your cock throbbing in my mouth and. .mami ji mainu kehiya main teri frnd aa tu mera nal jor merji kar skda hai..and mami ji na mera lips tye ik kiss kar diti…main haran ho giya thn mami ji na main jaffi pa liye..main ik dam garm ho giya c bcz main aj tak kise kudi nal sex nhi kita c…main pagal ho giya and kiss again and again on mami ji face…after 5 min mainu lag ki aa main ki kar dita and main mami ji sory kehiya and mami ji mainu ik thapper mariya and kehiya aj ton baad main teri GF aa tu mera nal jo merji kar skda hai… thn. Lifting her head to look up at me, I could see that she had been crying pretty heavily. Her mascara was running down from the corner of her left eye, leaving a trail down almost to her full, pouty red lips. Her brown eyes were filled with tears, although it was difficult to read her face to tell if she was angry or sad or maybe some of both. Our eyes locked for a moment, but it was fleeting as she again thrust her head into the pillow."Like I said, you can't help me. This isn't about school or.