“So, I’ll make a deal with you... Option 1, I let you cum now. Once you do, we clean up as best we can, go back to the party, say goodbye to every...ne, leave by the front door and you don’t cum again for the whole weekend.”I blinked. What?She continued. “Option 2, you don’t cum yet. We call a taxi and sneak out the back gate, go home and I let you cum then. And I’ll let you cum as much as you want this weekend. So what will it be?”She inched a fourth finger in just as I reminded myself to. Some times I feel that I was born just for the sake of fantasizing about sex . There is no such place where I never dream about sex. Let it be in the class room or at home even while watching movies or when I am driving every single second of my free time I spend on fantasizing about sex sex and only sex. Last week I had to go to the outskirts of Hyderabad due to some urgent work. So early in the morning I got ready suddenly when I opened my cupboard I remember that I had a mini pack of condoms. "Although, is it really stealing if I want to be stolen? I was all ready to scream when my boob slipped out off that bandanna until I saw the look on your face. You looked so helpless; I couldn't bring myself to call attention to you." I was helpless." I admitted. "I'm becoming more and more helpless each time I squeeze your jugs." I nibbled on Samantha's ear while I whispered to her as I continued to feel her up."Mmm, squeeze all you want." Samantha moaned. "It feels good." It feels good for. I slammed fucked her too. As soon as I got enough in her, I pounded that pussy as hard as I could. Her crying just intensified how hard I wanted to fuck her. I started to slap her, full on, right across the face and then I'd start slapping her tits. She'd cry louder and louder, I'd then start to suck on her nipples and spit in her face. I tried to kiss her but she wouldn't open her mouth,"Good girls do what there told" I said, "Open your fucking mouth!"She did. I sucked on her tongue, her lips,.