I must have had on the most confused-yet-aroused face one could muster. "Good." With that, she plunged her face onto my penis, taking the length of it...in one large motion. She pulled back again. "Who do you think taught your fiancee to do that?" I momentarily thought of my beautiful fiancee again and how guilty I felt, but my mind was interrupted by the movements of a woman who could have held collegiate courses on fellatio. "Mmm," she said, "I'm getting wet just sucking your cock.". Not a test sail ... a ride. There is a lot more to this test ride with Lucy Lou than the mere words would suggest.To me, a test ride is a trip around the block ... the block in this case is Pentwater Lake. We don't have a dock ... the boat is on a big rubber ball that has a huge concrete block led to a chain. that is attached to the inflated rubber ball. The boat is out 'there' tethered to that ball and chain. To sail ones boat one needs to get to the boat. To do that one needs the dinghy.. Her sister name Shreya ( name changed) used to see me.. I never spoken to her.. Once Shreya took my number from her elder sister and texted me and slowly started teasing me..I tried much to find out but couldn’t guess who was it..She played this way for quite long time and once I got anger and said tel your identity or stop playing this way..Slowly she told she is shreya and sister of my friend, I really shocked.First I hesitated since she was my friend sister, I was just in casual talks, but. Ba…” (“Help Hel….p”)But before she could finish her cries for help, a hard slap threw her against the wall.“Saali randi, chilayegee to galaa kaat doonga” Vikram warned menacingly.(“You whore, if you scream I will slit your throat”)I could never imagine the usually soft spoken Vikram could turn out to be so dangerous and intimidating.Her body seemed to going weak with fear, as she began to slump against the wall. She was trying to stick close to it, as if wanting to merge with the wall and not.