?I’ve been wet all day, waiting for you. On the bus, thinking about your cock. Craving it. So, fuck me.?He bucked his hips, feeling the slickness on...the head of his cock, the tight curls on her labia. It was a natural trick of anatomy that, rubbed together, things fit. Inexorably, all the wriggling, their struggling and then he fingers seeking the painful places on his body where he could be hurt worked to couple them together.Inside her, his cock made itself a space, nestled up so the hardness. .. occupied. I gently ease the phone towards, hoping but not expecting to find ... yes! My naive little cutie doesn’t even have an unlock code, so I switch to the camera, making sure the volume is turned up. I snap a picture of her on the bed, naked except for the ball-gag and football scarf. She starts to scream round the gag. Turns out there might be one thing worse than being tied to your own bed and raped by a woman twice your age: your friends finding out. I go in for closeups and get a. 'Tell me what you want, baby, it's okay, you can say it.''Make me come. Please.' She could hear her voice, fevered and way beyond pride. 'Eric please, I can't stand it...''How, like this?' He dropped back down to the V between her legs and gave her clit a few deft licks, sending further shockwaves across the surface of her body. 'Or this?' And he sank the vibrator an inch into her wet hole, making her seize with pent-up tension.'Any way,' she said despairingly, 'just do me, Eric, please, please. From that day i made sure to see her breast when ever i got a chance. I even used to collect her bra’s and panties . This went on for about four year’s , But some thing really changed in the year 2005 during my long summer vacation . It happened on one wednesday morning , i was leaving my house to buy tickects for the new release of harry potter flim , while i passed veena’s window’s she called me abu , i asked her wat akka . She said she want’s to speak with me in private i said if you wish.