You can be so much in control of them in sex I made my moves right from day one. since she was new in town and since here was still in Europe, I knew ...he might need some help. So I tried to help her out of my way. When she was looking for a good flat, I found her one very close to mine (this proved handy later). Fixed her entire house, furniture’s, cookery etc. During the first month things where very formal, but slowly we got personal and began to talk about things, I enquired about her hubby. He laid into her left and right with a steady, unrelenting rhythm, the supple leather cracking onto her round cheeks like a fusillade. Finely muscled legs kicked out violently but futilely and she began a long, anguished howling. There was a look of elation on Alexandra’s beautiful face as Elena’s eyes rolled back in her head and her body slumped lifeless over the log. Dmitri smashed his belt one last time into the tremendous purple bruise covering her arse and upper thighs then stood back. We were in three classes together, and had been palling around together for a while.She was considered by many to be one of “those” girls and consequently many of my friends disapproved of my friendship with her. The really funny thing is I never really had any sexual feelings towards Maria, in fact I considered her to be just one of my regular friends, one of the “guys” in fact. As with all my friends, I would do practically anything for her, and in fact, I had helped her get through her last. It was a hot afternoon and as she lay on her back, legs and arms spread, her sari had climbed up to her thighs. I was most confounded. Wanted to touch her but could not get up the courage. So, that afternoon I used many an excuse to go through that room just to see her naked legs. After that day I tried to weave through her room as often as possible in the hope of catching a glimpse of her naked legs.A few days later my cousins had to go away for a week to attend a school camp. I was now alone.