"I am not that person anymore. I never really was. I have spent my entire life wishing, dreaming, scheming, then busting my butt to become who you see... before you. This is who I am, who I have always been in my heart. If there is anything you don't like about me, Sugar, get out now. I have done all the changing I am going to do."It was time to do industrial-strength damage control. I surreptitiously reached under the tablecloth, up her skirt, found her engorged clit inside the calfskin thong,. Phir woh uthi aur boli mein cofee banakar lati hun mene bola nahi mujhe cofee nahi pina hai to usne pucha kya piyenge meine boli doodh piyunga ,usne pucha thanda ya garam to meine bola garam karke piyunga.Toh woh jane lagi meine uska haath pakda kahan ja rahi ho woh boli doodh lene meine bola uske liye tumhe kahin jane ki zarurat nahi hai. usne pucha kyon to mene uske boobs pe haath rakh kar bola woh to tumhare pass hai na to woh sharma gayi aur sir jhuka kar khari ho gayi mene bola garam karke. During my errands I stopped by my house with her gym bag, I went through it and found a black pair of lacy panties, still wet and soiled with some creamy stains on the gusset. I took it to my nose and what a great scent it had. I laid on my bed and rubbed one out to the the nice AROMA of her sweaty soiled creamy panties I couldn't resist anymore so I took her creamy pussy discharge in my mouth and OH what a flavorful taste it had so I sucked it clean. I unloaded my jizz all up in her panties. I. He joked with me one night about how horrible she was at blowing him. All she did was form an O with her lips and move it up and down his shaft. She was so bad that she'd never been able to make him cum that way. He said that all his friends had told him that there was no such thing as a "bad blow job", but he always wanted to just pass out the phone number of his ex to disprove that theory.I knew his ex "won" the anal sex challenge, so I decided that I would make it my mission to teach him.