I want you to see me as a girl, not a friend who happens to be a girl."I shook my head, confused. "Um, what's the difference?"She threw her hands up, ...exasperated. "Bobby, you're having the toughest time keeping your eyes on my face instead of what's in this bikini. That means you're already almost there. I'm a girl, not your fucking friend who just happens to be a girl."I suddenly thought I understood. I gave up the battle and just let my eyes drink her in, from the top of her nappy head to the. I thought about all the naughty things Jessica and I had done in our previous encounters and I wondered what it would be like to do all those things with Ana. Memories of silk scarves, blindfolds and red hand prints on Jessica's ass came to the front of my mind. I felt my cock twitch at the thought of Ana being tied to my bed. Soft silk brushing against her wrists, holding her captive. A black blindfold covering her eyes as I teased her with light touches and kisses in all the right places. I. . uuuuuuuu…. beta, hannnn dheereee seeee, aaahhhhh,….. aur andarrr….. ahhhhh” i was now fully inside her, and it was hot, her vagina walls were like pressing my penis, like pussy sucking my dick… aaahhhhh…..aunty said “beta ab dheere dheere andar bahar kar apne lund ko”I did it, and aunty started making sounds like aaahhhhh, uuiiiii maaaa…… aaaaa maaaarrrggaaaiiiii… uuuuuiiiiii…..i asked “aunty dard hora hai?” she replied “beta yahi toh maza hai…. isse chodna kehta hain, chod de mujhe au zor. The legal houses were literally putting her out of business. "I'm going to give him a call" thought Rachel.The next afternoon around 1:30 Rachel rose, showered, and then hesitated at the phone. It was just after two o'clock. "I wonder what a Bondage Whore has to do? I'm almost afraid to find out..." thought Rachel. Finally, she dialed the number. After three rings a woman answered. "Hello, Stockhouse Enterprises." Hi, my name is Rachel, and I'm calling in regards to your help wanted notice.".