( Smiles ).Me : Sorry ! Ok now let me go, mujhe change karna hai.K : Par Chiku ( as she calls me ) mujhe tum aisehi cute lagrahe ho. Kuch der aise hi ...raho na.I felt very embarrassed by her statement. And she noticed that.K : Ok ok jao change karlo. Phir tumse kuch baat karna hai.I felt strange, I was wondering what she was up to. I came after changing. She prepared coffee for us and we sat in our drawing room. I wanted to speak but I was still nervous. Finally, she spoke.K : Abi mammy ko phone. With some effort I pull them off her legs, almost pulling her with them and onto the floor! I breathe in through my nose as I look at her tiny panties. They are not visibly wet but can smell her sex, I immediately become much harder down below.She sits up and unzips me and pops open my belt and button, scratching my hip with one of her nails as she whips my trousers and boxer shorts down onto the floor. I feel myself get snagged on my boxers and then whip back up as she pulls them down past my. It was hard to feel like a man when his woman was getting fucked properly for a change. This was too slow for the bull though (as he was in control) and so he grasped her white hips and whilst pulling her back, he thrust in as deep as he could, watching his cock fill her up. 'Oh god,' She screamed, as the cock filled her to the hilt again, each thrust bringing on a wave of pleasure, building in its ferocity. She was moaning now. No screaming. Poor sissy faggot - he had never had that from her.. There's always that kind of gamble in this kind of thing." Well," Susan said, "I guess all I can say is do what you think best. I can sit on it for another week if I have to, but if I get down to Riverside tomorrow and find out that he's talked the registrar into booting me, I'm going to be thoroughly pissed." You're not the only one," her father shook his head. "But I told you before, I really don't think there's much chance of that happening."Susan wasn't convinced of that when she headed.