He begins to caress her foot, lightly running his finger tips across the bottom making her foot spasm. He then begins to rub his hands along her ankle... feeling her smooth skin. She feels something cold and metallic against her skin as he drags it a few times up and down around her ankles, it’s the knife he had to cut the ropes. She feels him pull the cuff on her jeans up tightly and she feels the knife begin to cut the hem of her pants leg. He makes a few short cuts and then put the knife to. Then his hands lifted my legs and held my feet. He sucked on my toes and tickled me like mad.I squeeled like a teenager being bit by a bug. He didn’t let go. My arms were above my head and my boobs were heaving in orgasm. What a lover he is.“Rahul, raaahul, raaaahul, aaaai lovvvvve u, aaaai lovvvve you. Mujhe chodo. Mera jism chaato, mujhe Zor se chhhhhhodddo.”I didn’t realize that I was so hungry for him. He removed his cock and showed me its majesty. It was sooo big, sooo big…. I didn’t have. I can’t help but think that maybe I don’t know girls so well after all.”“Trust me,” I said, “I don’t know girls so well either, and I have a lot more experience than you.”He nodded, still morose.I hesitated, but eventually decided to ask the big question. “Is it just the sex?”He immediately shook his head.I lifted a skeptical eyebrow.“Yeah, okay,” he said. “The sex is a big part of it.” He lifted the bottle and took a long pull. “Lori was my first ... you know ... and I was hers. After that, we. Before I know it, there is just a handful of us left and I end up talking to my brother's secretary joy. She's gorgeous, wearing a tank top with a nice cleavage showing off slightly bigger than average boobies. We both have been drinking. It takes away some of my normal shyness. Suddenly she sits on my lap and asks me if I'm as boring as my brother. Huh, huh, ... Not sure.. What do you mean? She gently moves her hips without the others noticing and easily finds my dick. Luckily I'm wearing.