Ab collage me to koi patne se rahi thanks to my image maine Facebook ka sahara liaFacebook pe main rozana random ladkio ko request bhejne laga aur kai...ladkio ne accept bhi kari aur sab se maine phone number mang ke call karna shuru kar dia ya facebook chat us time whatsapp was not common aur bbm bhi sab ke paas nai hota thaTo maine finally 4 alag alag ladkio se baat shuru ki inme se 3 ladkia to chalu kisam ki nikli jo sirf mere paise khane me intrested thi par ek thi Simran jo mujhe pasand bhi. It was brilliant and intensely humiliating. The rest of her head was tattooed with "Ass Slut" "Cunt" "BlowJob Whore" and assorted other filth. Another woman, just a torso, was tattooed on the back of her head, legs spread wide and a pink pussy opening just at the based of her skull, the trapezius muscles forming the lips. The guard pushed her through the crowd who parted obediently. "Let us at her!" "Get her on her knees for the dogs!" "Bring her out the barn!" the crowd yelled, waving and. She was also the biggest tease, always wearing tight jeans and a low undershirt so that whenever she leaned forward in her seat her shirt would rise and you could see her thong. that always got me hard and after a few months of studying her I found out when her period was bcause she would only wear panties then and also a few days after her period. I also found out her daily routine, school go out back get her hockey gear go home. So after i gathered the right supplies i was ready to strike. I. Apparently she sensed this, and dated other guys quite regularly. She wasn't going to sit at home waiting for Bob to call. She had a nice figure and wasn't a nun in her actions, so Bob could see why she was popular. He did enjoy talking to her and gazing at her sexy figure.She insisted on Bob giving her his mailing address and she said she would write to him. Bob wasn't overly enthused with the idea of becoming a pen pal, but he agreed to do it. At least he thought she would be keeping him.