“You said you have a friend who’s into the slave and master thing?” I asked Paul as casually as I could, trying to mask my excitement at the ide... that had popped into my head.One thing my life as a fuck toy had taught me was that it really didn’t matter what those around me thought of me. From the ones in charge to the casual observer, I just didn’t respect myself enough to care anymore. I could still appreciate the humiliation of submission, but the thought of being laughed at or taunted just. Uske muh se siskiyan nikal rahi thi. Uski chut kafi tight thi apne pati ke saath kafi baar karne ke baad bhi. Main jor-jor se uski chut par dhakka dene laga aur ander ghus gaya. Main jor-jor se dhakka dene laga.Maine uski lips par kiss kar diya aur apni tongue uske muh mein dhakel di. Maine apni kafi speed badah di. Uske bed se char-char ki awaaz​ aane lagi. Uski muh se siskiyon ki awaaz bhi tez ho gayi. Mein uske nipples ko dabane laga. Maine uski gaand maarne ke liye use modne laga. Par usne. She started to move in her triangular cave. Her hand felt less friction due to the soothing liquid oozing out from her cave. Soon intensity of rubbing changed its gear and her index finger slipped inside her hole.With time it made space for the next finger. With two fingers in her glorious hole she felt really different. She felt an awkward feeling that wasn’t charted out yet! Soon her body loosened its control and she over whelmed with pleasurable worship let out an intense orgasm. It was her. She then asked me if I had any girlfriend. To which I said yes. She asked me that “You do have sex with her, right?”. I was completely uncomfortable and nodded my head to no. She exclaimed “What?!?” and added, “Wait are you a virgin?”. I didn’t reply. She then said, “So yes you are a virgin”. I was like(of course you dumb lady if I would have been having sex then I would have made my GF come over to my place and would have humped her).She smiled and placed a hand on my shoulder.(I knew it was.