Com kr raha aur ladki 10 th mein aur uske pati ka kaam bilkul nahi chalta aur loan utha k bacho ko padha rahi hai then mehnd idea socha wo fb pe thi m...eib ek fake id bna k use msg kiyaa usne frnd request ki option bnd ki thi mehne use msg kiya hii u r very beautiful uska 10 din tak koi reply nhi aya fir achanak uska msg aya who r u then I replied I m model frm chd nd I complemented her u r very beautiful she replied you are fake . Me: I m not fake I will send you snaps if u want .Poonam : ok. I looked at her and said yes I loved it. She reached over and pulled the covers off me without saying a word and there I was with a raging hardon under my tighty whites, could not hide it.She looked and asked if that happened all the time and I said, yes then she asked what I did about it. I looked at her and with a stupid grin said do with what. She took her hand and put it on my cock and said “this”, I didn’t know what to say or do.She told me that what was about to happen was never to leave. It's always fucking raining around here. I pick up my hat from the desk and trundle towards the office door; it's about time to clock out for the day.TIING!It's the phone. Well, not a phone per se - it's more of an interdimensional transponder but that's just a glorified fairy phone. HQ has officially named them: "Transdimensional Interconnected Nodes" or "TINs" but the rest of us prefer to call it a FeyComm. We all cast a vote and for some fucking reason the bigwigs up at HQ opted for TINs. “This Pussy belongs too...” then a jet black spade tattoo just after the full stops. She was now a black cock whore and the tattoo was proof. She looked into my eyes and smiled the most wicked, lustful smile.“Not just black cocks honey, but big cocks also” she taunted as she began to unbuckle Neil’s belt.She unfurled Neil’s rather large cock from its restraints and began to stroke the hard meaty cock. Taking his cock to her lips she began to lick and kiss the tip slowly and deliberately, all.