Interrupting, William held up a hand and said, "It won't be a tough sell. It describes the best of the human character under the worst of conditions. ...t tells stories of greatness originating from men and women who have nothing. In today's world of sanitized living, these stories have an appeal."Looking over at William, Al considered what he knew of the young man. A chill went down his spine. In a soft voice, he said, "I know it will appeal. I just have to figure out how to make them aware of. I gradually guided her to the bed and first took her kameez off. My God!!! What a figure she had. Her soft wheatish skin lined by a chocolate brown bra through which her well-formed boobs seemed to be bursting out in excitement. I nibbled with my lips and teeth at the pointed edge of her bra where her nipple is supposed to be and that made her more excited. Next I slid my hands through her salwar and to my surprise she was not wearing a panty!! My hands glided through her smooth soft skin and. I slid one hand along his shaft at constant rate and slowly increased my speed. My other hand teased his anus. I inserted one finger sliding it back and forth. "MMmmmmmmmmm!" Sammy moaned. That was the instructions for me to increase my speed. I moved my finger in his asshole in a crcular motion and in and out. Sammy moaned again, only louder this time. His breathing changed and the speed of his action on my cock slowed down. A little while later...."Harreeee! you win!" he screamed, pumping. He is relaxed, confident, powerful. He looks like a king in his throne. I sit before him on the ottoman. He surveys his property: me. He is watching my face. He likes what he sees. I have no resistance left. I have submitted completely. He knows he can do whatever he wants, and I will take the pain. I will not pull away, I will not ask him to stop. He leans forward and takes my breasts in his hands. He squeezes and twists them, hard. He pinches and pulls the nipples, letting the.