I was proud of them, but I knew it didn’t make me smart.I loved her. I didn’t want her to have sex with someone else. I wanted to keep her just fo... me, but if I loved her, didn’t that mean I should give her the very best that I could manage? And if I couldn’t manage to do that myself, shouldn’t I try and find someone who could? But I really didn’t want to!I could feel tears start in my eyes as I tried to work out this problem. I understood it, and I understood the answer, but I was desperate to. When I felt the first blast hit the back of my mouth. I had the head deep in my mouth and had to back up so the head rested on my tongue so I could taste his load. Then the stranger pulled back through the hole. Mouth suddenly empty, I sat there on my knees with his cum dripping down my chin. As I watched through the hole he started to jerk it off. Not knowing what to do, I stuck my tongue through the hole. I felt the head of his cock rest on my tongue as his cock again started to spew out more. I hid. I didn’t want him to know that I was watching him. I was still so aroused. I went back to bed and imagined what previously happened…I should have allowed him to finger me…while I was fingering myself…how would his penis feel inside me…I want you, Emman…I was moaning…I was playing with my clit…I was so wet… That afternoon, he phoned and apologized because he masturbated in their bathroom upon reaching their house. I told him that I masturbated as well. On the morning before New Year’s,. It was so damn nasty to get used up like that and the slutty me that I am I loved it more and more. Then after some time, he just lied down and asked me to ride him.He was speaking broken Hindi and Kannada mixd. I was kinda fearful a bit as unfortunately. I wasn’t carrying a condom and was thinking what to do.But lust overtook me and without much thinking I first got down and started giving him a nice suck and made it all wet and then sat on his hard cock and glided it deep inside my nasty wet.