Kevin Maillol caught Demy peeing in the bushes a week ago and had his way with him. This was to Demy’s shock, but also his satisfaction. I walked in... on them two or three times later. Strangely, every single time, Demy was the bottom!I think that he’s hooked on Kevin’s cock, which frankly I don’t blame him for at all. I’d give it up to Kevin if he let me, but he’s gay as can be, so there’s no dice on that front. I also think that Demy has found his niche in terms of sodomy. He’s a bottom,. I asked her can I play today she told no first we can study for 2 hours then I can play for rest of the day. I said okay she took some math she gave me 10 problems to solve in 2 hours then I can play and she went in. After a hour since I completed ma 10 problem I went in search for her Anjali was in her bedroom her door where slightly open. I peeped in, she was in bed full dressed reading a Malayalam magazine sideways where her ass side was visible to me and I could notice her left hand holding. I had completed my run and was cooling down when someone called my name. God no, not now! I still had last night’s makeup on and bed-head hair. I was sweaty and just not presentable.It was a guy I had dated my freshman year. Well we did a little more than dated—we had also fucked. In fact we fucked a lot because he knew how to use his cock and how to find my G-spot every single time. He was a photographer and was standing in front of his apartment when he called out to me. He had also just. "Lower?" he questioned."Yes! Please! Lower!" OK, Ms. Davenport," he said and his hands moved lower, scratching her itchy ass. The relief, the pleasure, the utter, ineffable joy."Oh, thank you Parsons," she said, panting, "Thank you!"She stood from her bent-over position and saw the bemused look on her employee's face.Oh God--what had she just done? She struggled to regain her composure."Thank you, Parsons," she said. "I... couldn't reach." Was that all that you needed Ms. Davenport?" he.