..My name is Ian. I am a six foot two, twenty- nine year old white male. I go to the gym every Tuesday and Thursday. I take good care of my body I eat...well and have good hygiene. I have dated lots of women. But they all lack something. The sex is fair, we connect but I feel something missing from them. In my latest escapade for that special someone. The woman was everything I'd want. Legs that didn't quit, ample breasts, shapely figure, athletic, smart, funny and had a seductive look that could. I realized I could Photoshop the result of these test so they where containing whatever I wanted. This way I wouldn't be held fully responsible for the content. I was only delivering the results of silly Facebook-tests. This turned out to be somewhat of a master-plan because soon our correspondence changed from being rather shallow and cold to become much more personal, but it still wasn't getting intimate which was the goal. After a silly Facebook-post about suggestions what to do for the. To hum bhegne se bachne k liye uss ghar me chle gaye. Wo boli ke ab hum kaha ghume ge isse accha hai k main school hi chle jau, to maine uska hath pakad liya aur kaha ke ek baat bolu, usne kha bolo, to maine usse kha ke tu bahut beautiful hai. To wo thoda hasi but dar b gayi k main use ye q kh raha hu.. Usne hath chudane ki koshish ki but main kha chodne wala tha.. Wo boli k chodo mere hath mujhe school jana hai. Maine kaha ke aaj tu kahi nahi jayegi… Wo ghbra gayi to maine use aapni tarah. No thrusting. I have to be in control of this.” He didn't speak, but he nodded. Slowly, much more slowly, she accommodated the thick cock, leaning backwards so that Mark had a glorious view of her breasts, her pussy and exactly how wet she was. Reaching forward, he gently used the tip and pads of his fingers against her lips and clit. When Erica had half of his cock inside of her, he slipped two fingers inside and used his thumb on her clit. Erica moaned and shook, feeling so full with his.