. .well…um…happened. Every nickname I have had since I started my journey into BDSM has had “bite” in it somewhere. Bitemehardnow…BiteTheMas...chist and now ABiteforDaddy…I love to bite and to be bitten. Biting is the ultimate aphrodisiac for me. Teeth on the skin…the sensation is pain and ecstasy rolled into one . The pain is sharp and the bite is purposeful. When someone bites me, I mean really bites me, I feel like leaving my body and watching the scene unfold. I love the sting and I get so. Over the years her black lovers had stretched her cunt beyond belief and she was a master at contracting her pussy so her husband would not suspect anything. This was a talent that would soon be passed on to her three daughters in order for them to protect their marriages but this is another story far from now.Later that day the women went up to their lovers’ flat and they pussies were tingling in anticipation. They dolled themselves up in traditional Gujerati outfits and were looking. I had a younger brother, a twin sister, an older sister and a younger sister, all of us close in age, except for the younger, "accidental" brother, who came much later.My sisters had lots of friends, who often slept over. As I approached puberty, I became very aware of girls, getting more and more excited at the idea of their being naked in the same house, and seeing them in their nightgowns, bra-less. I frequently masturbated in the old bathroom while girls bathed in the other, which was off.
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