When he came to the door, Shruti would rush to open it. He started holding her waist tightly and kissing her on the cheek. Shruti started giving him a... hug and kiss on the cheek.One day, he said it’s his birthday so he can’t come. Shruti was clearly restless the whole evening. Then she asked me to bring a cake and called Rohit to come and celebrate at our home.When Rohit came, it was almost 10 pm. He was dressed in a brown coat and blue jeans, wearing a lot of cologne.After cutting the cake, he. ...' She was definitely my type of girl. Her hair was long and brown almost the same color of her skin, she had high cheekbones on a round face that dimpled when she smiled 'she could be hispanic or mixed', i said to myself.Her legs were long, her calves firm and solid; her thighs were thick and appeared very powerful they flowed into a wide firm ass that I was sure could take a nice slap. Her torso was chubby and lead up to a very large bosom 'possibly an F cup'. Her neck was slender with some. She just couldn't understand why I loved the rough life of a lumber camp. The workers and supervisors were real people not stuffed jackasses like my brothers-in-law and their retinue of ass lickers."Visiting my favourite uncle," was the excuse I used to explain my proposed absence. It didn't fool her a bit but I wasn't the meek and mild type she expected in a husband. I didn't beat her up or anything like that. I just smiled and ignored her totally, especially when she began to cut down on the. Being debased as a 'Slut' or 'Whore' emphasizes your enslavement to 'Cock', a love of mens pleasure organ, not afraid to take it 'on', and pleasure yourself, as well as him.I once came down on a five minutes packed elevator ride, and emerged with a load of semen smeared across my bum. The poor desperate opportunistic fucker had whipped it out, and let it rub up against my cheeks, when I unwittingly, relieved him sexually, two thin layers of cotton from full intercourse.The power of the spoken.