She is living in the centre of Berlin, close to the Oranienburgr Strasse. I took public transport and called her by mobil phone that I am on the way. ...he felt sorry because she also has left her flat to visit other friends.The Tram has reached the tram stop and I went out. It was already late afternoon and getting slightly dark.I decided to take a coffee and then return home. A cute coffee shop attracted me and I stepped in. A lot of cute girls were in and sitting, drinking, chatting and simply. With that also came the teen angst. A crapload of teen angst. Having irreversibly lost one's beauty in this hostile world which is driven by unrealistic model standards can cause all sorts of complexes, and disorders. The paranoia of possibly never being able to make friends again, let alone finding love, or getting laid for instance. During that time I had to learn to wear a mask, to be strong, not to show any sign of weakness. Every day the same fight at school, and consequently crying my. Krystyn squeezed my balls to the point that it was painful. She looked up at me. “These are mine! You are my bitch from now on.” I could disagree with her. She squeezed a little harder and I let out a yelp. “Here are the rules. You do not tell anyone. You do not cum unless I tell you to cum. You will not watch any porn movies or jerk off to any photos of any other woman. You are my bitch, your cock and balls belong to me. If you do anything I do not tell you to do I throw your ass. Mere man me kaam wasna jag rut ho uthi kaise bhi karke use ek baar bistar par patakke pel du,par kaise wohi soch raha tha, 2-3 mahine gujar gaye isi beech maine usekitni baar kachra nikalte waqt uske boofs dekha hai , kabhi woh apne taange failake baithti thi jee karta tha usi tango ko apne seney me lekar apna 8 inch ka ghoda uske chut me ragad du,woh bhi mujhe dekhti thi aur muskurati thi,mai samaj gaya ke usse bhi kuch cahiye.Ek baar woh mere biwi se kehne lagi aapke pati kitne acche hai.