He made me wrap my legs around him. He started kissing me. He said “open up Bitch” and I slightly opened my mouth and his tonque locked with mine ...hile thrusting his cock in and out of my body. He asked me to relax my bottocks so that it will not hurt. I was nervous. His male smell intoxicated me. I wanted to resist.But my intuition told me to allow him. His masculinity subdued my femininity. I became a slave to him obeying his commands automatically. Outwardly, I hate him being rough with me,. Her hands tried to wrap about my girth, but they were too small to close around my shaft. She pumped her hands as her small lips licked and sucked at the tip of my cock.“Ooh, yes,” Faoril purred. She lay back on the bed, the halfling captain sucking hard at her nipples. He squeezed her breasts. She had a nice, round pair but in his hands they seemed large. His small fingers dug in as he sucked back and forth between her pink nipples.“Delicious tits,” the captain praised.“Yes, they are,” I. Then i wore ghagra, it was small and i tie it along with panty line so it will cover maximum of my thighs. i made tight Juda of my hairs and placed veni (flower garland) on it. i put sindur bindi on my head and slight makeup.My waist was completely naked and showing sexy curves and lines. to surprise him i put on blanket on myself and hidden all treasures so he won’t get idea before dinner. i went out and asked him for dinner. he said he brought watermelon to have after dinner. he was looking. The game. By the time I had heard enough to be interested, I looked for the guy but he was 'way down by the far corner, crossing the street there, by the flea market. All I could see was his back."Anyhow. I noticed the guy was about medium height, seemed nicely dressed, and he was, like, moving well, y'know? I mean, he was walking kinda fast and was pretty light on his feet. I would of taken him for, maybe, 40-45 years old, just judging from the body language."I called her on it. I told her.