“Who?” Candi asked.“Alessandro, our cousin from Argentina, the guy I once told you about.” Brandi couldn’t stop thinking about her trip to S...uth America with her mom and dad, when she was sixteen, and particularly about Alessandro, her Dad’s relative’s stepson.“Cousin?”“Yeah, well, sort of. He’s a God—at lease he would be if he wasn’t such a Bad Boy. I wanted to fuck him more than anything. If only he could have been my first instead of stupid Clint Fengler.”“You’re such a slut. Clint’s a. At first I did not feel anything, then it all hit at once.Oh shit! This is just like that night I smoked that premium Columbian creeper weed. No. This shit is much better!Just before I was to be restrained I got to see Katie holding my dick as I went from a limp nub to a full blown boner almost magically. Absentmindedly, or maybe not, she started stroking my dick. Instantly I felt right about to cum, but couldn't. I was stroked even faster and still could not get over the edge. The feeling were. I put on red lipstick and let my curls loose, almost reaching to the waist. Naked and wet, I don't need to say how excited I was when preparing? For feeling domineering and seductive as I have not.I wouldn't want him in bed, with old dad and mom, so I sat at his desk. He arrived on time, as always.Honey? - He asked from the door, used to me going to receive him.I am studying :He opened the door and stopped. There he was, with faded jeans, untidy hair, a briefcase on his shoulder, just as he'll. As this is my first story please try to ignore my mistakes but don’t ignore the story. You will miss the fun.I am John (name changed) from India. Presently residing in the USA. I am 26 years old and pursuing Masters. I am an average built, in shape with a height of 5.6 feet. But flexible in all angles with the 6-inch tool.Any lady who would like to have fun, email me to I would love to join you or we can hang out at any clubs for drinks, dance and many more. In this story, I am going to tell.