This of course causes a reaction in me that makes my towel fall off. I come towards you and we embrace in a deep kiss. I take your hand and lead you...down the hall to the bedroom and lay you down on the bed. While I'm lying on top of you I take your hand and tie it to the bed post with a scarf. You start to squirm under me, in a good way, as you realize what's going on. I take your other hand and tie it to the other post. I kiss my way down your body, being careful not to touch any of your. When she pushed my fingers out of her mouth she said, “Now, give me that fucking dick – I want that fucking dick – let me suck that fucking young dick baby I’ve waited so long to taste you.”Standing at the end of the bed she crawled on all fours down to the end of the bed and with no hands opened her mouth and she took my cock inside of her mouth. “Come on open it up – yeah just like that.” I pushed my dick right down her throat as if there was no problem. I fucked her mouth pushing my cock. Phir blouse kUpar se hi unke boobs ko chusne laga who let gayi aur mai unke upar tha phir dheere dheere maine unka blouse khola aur phir unke boobs ko chusne aur jor jor se dabane laga who siskiya le rahi thi aur dheere dheere karo bol rahi thi par maine aur jor se dabane laga toh who ummm aahhh …..uf…..ff karne lagi…phir dheere se maine unka petti coat utara unhone lacy panty pehni thi jo kaafi gili ho gayi thi…chut k paas..maine unke panty k upar se hi chut chaatna shuruKiya..woh mere baalo. That still doesn’t change the fact that to me, it’s an emotional battle. A war raging inside my subconscious, and I haven’t the necessary weaponry to win the struggle. I dream of being victorious, but even in my sleep I know it’s just that. A dream. But that’s enough rambling, I should get to the point. Two years ago, I encountered someone at a very confusing point in my life. The truths that I had built myself upon came tumbling down. And I stood there in the debris of my scattered existence,.