She shut the car off and turned to me. We just looked at each other for a while. She was 5'7''. The track captain. Sun tanned skin, brown eyes looking...through designer prescription glasses. She was wearing a sports bra and track shorts. I can see the lines in her stomach, not a six pack but those sexy curves women get sometimes. She was sizing me up to. I am 6'2''. Mixed white and Mediterranean. Green eyes. Thin but athletic build. Not much to look at but I suppose I cold be worse off. She is a. Gani bola abhi tum kha orat bani hu abi to ek cheez baqi hai. Sana chunkte huwe boli woh kia? To gani bola aaj pata lagjaiga or sunhu mujhe creem laga ke chudne mai maza nahi ata hai to sana boli tumhara itna lamba mota lund andar kese jaiga pher gani ne sana ki chut chati or pher sana ki tange otha kar creem laga kar lund ka topa chut par rakh ke pherne laga kuch der mai sana mast hogai or chut uchalte huwe boli bas ab jaldi se ander daldo. Gani ke demag mai kuch or hi chalrha tha to usne kaha. I took his hand in mine and pressed it against my pussy and he started rubbing me there. Instant hormone rush! I opened my mouth when his tongue touched my lips and suddenly we were gasping into each other's mouths, and I felt the same way I felt with "Butch." I knew I wanted this boy to fuck me. He wanted it too, but after a couple of minutes of fumbling and humping against each other, we both knew we wouldn't have time. Not then, anyway. I told him I wanted him to come back after everybody. I knew from past experiences that obedience was key. About half an hour later he opened the door. ?an obedient one is always a nice change?, he reached in and grabbed my hair pulling me out of the car and onto the floor. ?crawl piggie? be ordered leading me by my hair into the house. He stopped in front of the sofa and ordered me to kneel. ?I know what you want, and don’t worry i don’t want your mind or your life, those are completely your own, i just want your body. I will call you cunt, or.