. tab hum baithe thodi masti ki aur tbi se hi Jiya meri acchi dost bann gayi.. humare phn numbers exchange hue and hum baat karne lage.. late night hu... chatting karte and kuch hi dino me Jiya mujhse frank ho gayi.. hum sab share karne lage, saarri type ki baatein karne lage.. but humare baare me rahul ko kuch b ni pata tha!Ek din Jiya ne mujhse kaha ki mai Chandigarh me hi kisi girls college me addmission lungi.. ((us tym vo 12th ke exams de ri thi and m B.Tech1st year me tha))..to maine use. It was only after we had transferred from the chopper to the "G" that I got a chance to speak with Desi. She looked stricken, as if her very best friends had played an evil trick on her and left her all alone in a dark, scary place. To soften the blows she was taking, I gently put my arm around her, drew her into my chest, and softly whispered, "It's all going to be Ok. I promise. Your uncle will never get a chance to hurt you again. It doesn't matter what he had in mind, what I've got in mind. This went on until I had a very nice six figure sum in the bank. Then I quit making video, cold turkey, I was ahead of the game. I never got pregnant, which was also no small miracle, considering the amount of cum those dudes left in me. In the end I had fucked many different black guys, I stopped counting at twenty. I never fucked any white guys, the black dudes were my choice.I told Chad about how Traci would like to try making a video. How Hank had such a little dick and she wanted to. He lifts you off of the dildo as if you weighed nothing. You drop to you knees, unable to support yourself. He presses a hand to the nape of your neck, bending you over to display your ass to him. "Hah, slave, your body accepts training more readily than you do, it seems. Your asshole is wide open, just like it should be." Holding you by your wrists, he begins dragging you over towards a low metal bench. The smooth stone floor feels cool against your reddened, stinging skin.He bends you.