While my mother was forced into sex by 5 men out in an open field before she died out of shame. “I’m going to make that son of a bitch Ganga Singh...pay!” I used to shout every time I saw the criminal responsible for my parent’s death, roaming around free, on the news. Ganga has high connections from the politicians in Delhi. Despite my being married to a politician’s daughter, I can’t bring him to justice. At least not now. But I will!Hotel Velvet Pleasures, Goa. Inside a honeymoon. So, we were sitting there, playing videogames on the Ps2, laughing at the game itself, having lots of fun. After about an hour though, Isaac got a little quiet. I finally looked over at him, he seemed to be embarassed about something... Then I saw a tent in his pants. I immediatly knew what he had, I smirked a bit and played on for about thrity more minutes. After eating dinner with Isaac and his family I headed home, thinking about my best friends little tent....It was the next morning... A. Then she knelt tall, releasing his cock and pushing it between her breasts, engulfing it in her flesh. She squeezed her tits, rubbing him slowly and licking his tip each time it peaked through her fold. She could feel him throbbing against her skin as he pinched her nipples, a wave of moisture soaking her pussy.She encompassed him in her tits once more before taking him in her mouth again. Lips pursed, she sucked his cock in an ellipsis, up and down as it skimmed the back of her throat. She. As I exhaled I felt such a willingness to do anything. As the last bit of smoke left my lips Jerome moved his lips to mine and before I had time to think our lips met. I was so into the moment that my only reaction was to close my eyes and return the kiss. His tongue penetrated my mouth and I began pushing my tongue against his. My whole body was limp as his hand moved down between my legs and began rubbing my cock as our tongues continued exploring one another. I began wondering if this is.