It was just a little bigger than my thumb. Also, it was really black and looked really dirty and was also stinking of urine. He didn’t care for any ...f it and just stuffed his dick into my mouth and thrusting hard. His balls were banging on my chin and he kept moaning loudly.Mohit, in the meanwhile, was licking around my navel. He had worked his way down to my pussy and was sucking my clitoris and inserting his tongue into my vagina. Sameer was fucking my mouth. Ashqar was sitting on the couch,. As I turned to walk away, my shorts were starting to ride up my butt cheeks, and I did nothing to correct the situation. As I got to the top of the drive, I turned to see if they were taking notice. To my heart’s thrill, they were staring very attentively. I went inside my house as giddy as a school girl. I paraded around naked and did not shut a single blind. Now, granted the bathroom and bedroom are at the back of the house, and there was no one to see my exhibitionism, but I felt like a. “Stop it -- you know you’ve told me multiple times that I’m high-strung. This brings me down to earth. Do you feel it, too, Casey?”“What makes me connected is feeling your heart. When we foreplay, your heart is an important tell for me. I use it to judge how aroused you are. When we nurse in a bonding context, your heart beating at a slow, resting rate brings me close to you.”“I’m really pleased we discovered this, Casey. That we love each other goes without saying. Bonding like this takes us. ‘Bitch? You don’t speak to me like that.’ He felt his wrists bend backward. And that was when he knew he could never beat her. Not at this, not at anything. This body, this person in front of him, sweaty, muscles tight, was superior to him. There was no forcing her back. In seconds, he would be brought to his knees for the last time. He thought of the shame of defeat, the pity of his friends, the redoubled torment of his soul. He glanced at her eyes again. She looked back, unblinking. She.