I was only lucky to get him in my collection from a chat room of a gay web-site. As we started meeting, getting known to each other and having sex; he...opened up to me and told me of many of his sexual encounters and the family. He was born in South Africa to an Indian father and an American mother. His great grandfather had migrated from India to S Africa, over a 100 years ago and now were well established doing business of many items. His grandfather was the last man to be married to an Indian. During my periods he used to fuck my boobs and cum in my mouth. It so happened one day, it was the first instance after my periods that when he was rubbing my cunt. I was very wet and he was really hard.He rubbing my cunt with very hard strokes. Due to wetness at my cunt, his dick slipped into my cunt with full force tearing my hymen. I felt huge pain, felt like a knife had split my cunt. I cried and shouted, “Aah, Iqbal, kya kar diya, ammi, ammi, ammi, mar gayi.”He immediately pulled out and. Main akhil ek gaon se hoon mere dad army mein officer theiy. Main tab 22 saal ka tha aur dikhne mein handsome tha. Maine graduation khatam karke ek school mein part time coaching deta tha. Main gwalior mein tha aur simple rahta tha. School anna aur wapas chale jana hamare head master ko bhi khabar nahi lagti thi. Baat kuch aisi thi ki mere paas ek parent aae aur mujhse kahne lage ki unki ek ladki hai aur use english padhana hai. Pahle to maine mana kar diya parantu baar baar kahne par main. They'll only have an hour, so she must be sure to be very cooperative, do everything they want."More?" Anna sighed, dismayed at the thought. "Are not your three workers every morning enough? What do you want of me, Allan?"Her husband glared at her. "No arguments, for one thing. You just do like you're told. It'll only be an hour, two days a week. Surely you can free that much of your busy schedule? Maybe have your father-in-law fuck you a little less often?"Anna glared back. "It is not.