"The best part...you mean that wasn't it?" "No, no, my Latin stud...the best is yet to come...literal and figurativly". I laughed. I pushed his should...rs hard until until he was lying back on my desk. "You're mine now, bitch" I growled. I leaned with both arms on his muscular thighs...more muscular than fiancé Paul. I lifted his rod and slid my mouth down until it hit the back of my throat. Nothing new here. Then I opened my throat and took in the last one to two inches, my nose pressed. Jhatulal or trunk theke norun ber kore amar pase bose nokh kete dite laglo, ar ami ichhe kore or mukher kache bar bar amar bogol-ta niye gelam, jate or choke pore. Thik tai, jhatulal obak hoye amake bollo, ‘didi, tumi underarm clean koro na keno? Tumi chaile ami kore dite pari’. Ea to megh na chaitei jol, ghore baire sobai koutuhol niye dekhche. Ami bollam, ‘sudhu underarm noi, pubic hair-o clean korabo tomake diye, kintu condition holo tumi puro naked hoye kaj korbe. Ar sexually excited hoye. I was really hesitant about it not really liking the idea of playing with other cocks. I had never had a big black cock before and Brian's fantasy was about me playing with one or more. Reluctantly I agreed that one night we would go along and just see what it was like. Brian was so keen and had made it sound like fun and as we were solid together there were not going to be any issues.Brian suggested that if I dressed sexily I would feel sexier within myself and be able to feel the mood better.. "I hid her in the root cellar."The girl looked up at me, eyes tear stained. She swallowed. "I could hear them raping her," she said, "their feet kicking the floor right over my head. She screamed and screamed." Just the officers poked me, a pair of 'em," the woman said, looking away and sniffing. "Their men were out there stealing everything." Redcoats?" I asked, enjoying the girl's blue eyes and soft body with my gaze. I wondered if she was still a virgin. It's truly shameful how my mind works.