Though I wished her by texting.After a month, I texted her asking about her honeymoon. She replied positively but didn’t indulge in details. When I ...sked her for pics, she didn’t share her pics. My masi said, she’ll never have sex with me again. I asked her the reason, to which my slut masi said that she doesn’t want to spoil her marriage with her hubby. This made me really angry and frustrated with her decision. I only prayed for another chance to my dusky beauty.After two more years, I am. His thumb found my engorged clit, and was playing an unknown, but erotic, rhythm making me squirm and shiver against him. His reply? To pick me up and carry me to the bedroom. Placing me on the bed, Thomas pulled his sweater off over his head. With a knowing grin, I undid the buttons to my shirt, revealing the matching bra to the panties that he got for me in the first place. I might as well show him how good they look on me. "Holy shit. That's one hot fuckin' outfit Angel!" His pants quickly. "Get off me you spiderdick!"* He laughs. "Admit it, this turns you on." He grinds his hips against mine; our jeaned covered dicks rubbing together. "I've always wanted to fuck that beautiful ass of yours."* I stiffle a moan as he pulls my hair, exposing my pale neck. "Fuuuuuck."* I feel his grin against my neck. "Call me Daddy you fag, call me Daddy and I'll fuck that tight ass of yours."* I shake my head, refusing to submit. "Say it!" He bites my neck- hard.* "Fuck! Fuck me. Please fuck my. She circled me trailing her fingers up myarm, across my shoulders down my chest, tweaking the nipple as she went.Her hand ended at my crotch."Such a slight feminine body..." she crooned.I blushed."And as for this tiny thing.....even hard....it's tiny," she snickered.I blushed even redder if that were possible.Her finger brushed the end of my engorged cock and I yelped withpleasure. She then painted the pre-cum across my lips."I love glossy lips." She chuckled at my humiliation."Mmmm, such a.