I had to ask him to untie me, but I could not due to the underwear in my mouth. I was tied in a very uncomfortable position. I was angry with him but ...hinking about him was making my dick hard. My ass was begging for his dick.This was the first time someone was so rude and dominating to me. Still, I wanted him to fuck me hard. Rather than a simple guy fucking me gently. And I was willing to do anything for him, however kinky or dirty it was.The time passed by, and he returned. He then showed me. There was a lot of the country to see, and they were in no rush. Paul had come to the conclusion that this was the perfect kind of vacation. Now that he was retired, he could take trips that lasted for a month or more.He also had more than enough money to pay for vacations like that. After Judy died, it was like her parents gave up on life. They stopped doing things and slowly wasted away. They had left him half of their estate. That would have been Judy’s share.Paul’s parents had passed away. The didtance increased our love and we were dying to meet each other! Once I came back from Mumbai, we met at college. We were taking all sorts of steps not to make our love story public.On one Delhi’s winter night, I disclosed my love towards her and she also said the same!! I was on cloud nine!!I told her that I wanted to hug her when I would meet her and she told to kiss me.. We talked the entire night and next day we planned to meet somewhere outside Delhi.I got an idea and applied to. I smelt it, savored it with an intoxicated sense and tried to be a vigorous child. For a while I heard nothing, saw nothing and forgot everything, even my existence, but the silky breast, oozing the excitement of blossom of the flower. I reached out to take the honey and started to apply it on her breast and drank and suck. Though it tasted fine, it destroyed the excitement a bit. I look at her. She was like a child whom the doctor was about to inject on its cheek. Her lips clamped together and.