Kyoki maine India ki bahot sari ladkiya chod chuka hoon. Ab meri icha ek bahar ki ladki ko chodne ki ho rhi thi. Main shuru se hi English medium schoo... me padha hoon. Isliye meri english kafi achi hai.Ek din garmiyo meri mummy papa se bahot ache wali behas ho gyi. Mera dimag kharab ho gya. Maine tabhi Goa ki filght pkadi aur Goa aa gya. Mere pass paiso ki kami nhi thi. Maine airport se sidha beah ke pass wale hotel me chala gya. Mujhe aate aate sham ho gyi thi, isliye aate hi room me so gya.. It was an odd feeling, but one she'd felt so many times during her relationship with her lover.Extracting the dildo from its latex sheath, she repeated the process with the other two condoms before removing the last spent latex shield and replacing her dildo back into her cunt. It slid in easily, much more easily than the first time she wedged it into her crevice. She was able to handle every cock she fucked quite easily now, although her dad was pretty big and she felt every inch of that. Thestaircase. A pure, fluid spiral suspended upwards 3stories above the great room. It’s lack of visiblesupports, perfect arc and pinched steepled finaleadorned in concave, floral mural and stained glassaligned crosses on each solstice. It was foreboding andpeering straight up inspired just a touch of vertigo.It was perfect. You were already aware that I was up to no good (or wasit *really* good?) by the sternness in my grip as I ledyou further round and round, storied relics belowpassing. I decided that I couldn’t. I was hooked on teenage cock and there was no going back. I just hoped that Justin could live with that.“I’m sorry.” Travis said.“About what?” I said as I turned over onto my side to face him.“For calling you a slut. It just came out in the heat of the moment.” He answered.I giggled. “No need to apologize. I have been acting like a slut, so it’s natural to call me that.”For some reason, I was feeling kind of submissive, so I went further. “In fact, why don’t you both.