Kelly was becoming quite accomplished at videography and editing. Granted, nearly everything she recorded was classed as porn, but she was making as m...ch money selling the solo videos she released each month as she was getting tips for her online performances. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she had a cameraman working with her to get some of the shots she managed. The one thing that was chafing at her was that all her videos were shot in her little chatroom. She wanted to get out where she. I was sitting in on an evening session in the music room at college with John and the usual gang. Both Marianna and Donna Alvarez were there along with Clary, Juan, John, and Ardelle. We were pretty much the core group with two or three others who might join us off and on, but with no predictable regularity. We were messing around with a Fleetwood Mac song, trying to get the sound right when a young woman walked in carrying a music case. I was pretty sure it was a saxophone, and when she opened. Occasionally I pulled it out and then started from the base to the tip. Arab was enjoying it. I continued for about 20 minutes and no sign of this guy coming. Infact I had cum about 3 times. He pulled out the cock and asked me to strip and lie on the bed. I removed my shoe, coat, shirt, tie and trousers. I was only in my undergarments. He removed them for me. He did not touch my boobs or even kiss me. He asked me to lie on the bed. He placed a pillow below my ass and knelt down. He spread my. . Main chatpatata raha but malkin mere upar pura baith gayi thi…Phir wo uthi aur mere upar khadi hogayi…Aur mujhe swallow karne ko kaha… “Jab tak tu swallow nahi karega tab tak main tujhe kuchalti rahungi” wo mujhe kuchalti rahi…Mere paas aur koi chaara nahi tha.. Main dheere dheere swallow kiya.. Malkin: kaisa laga breakfast kutte..Ab se har din tujhe yahi khane ko milega..Adat daal le..Ab meri gaand kaun saaf karega…Tu hi to mera toilet paper hai… Chal chat meri gaand..Pura saaf hona chahiye.