Her hand now started moving down…..I was now very anxious and excited…she was a master in this…and the woman of dreams was taking to me this new... world of Sex. She was facing towards me with her eyes half open, I could feel something from her looks. She had that thirst and a great desire for Sex. She wanted me badly now. I was her destiny now. My grandmother went back to her bed now. The room became silent again, with two eager souls waiting to mate. For me it was my first night and the thrill. He smiled with closed eyes before casting his eyes back down towards my bag, his expression completely serious.“I’d love to chat, but it seems we’ve got a crime scene here.” He said, picking up an exploded ketchup packet, covering the floor and my bag. I felt so embarrassed, gosh, I should’ve cleared my bag, and maybe this wouldn’t have been such a bigger mess than it originally was. I smiled shyly, trying my best conceal my slight shame and humiliation as I reached over, taking the empty. His cock is a deep red color, just so hard from my mouth and throat. He takes my head again but this time he starts thrusting into my throat fast and hard. I moan and gag while feeling immense pleasure from pleasing him. He starts to moan and grunt as it slides in and out of my throat. He pops his cock out of my mouth by accident and slaps me in the face as I giggle but it's short lived when he shoves it back in.Somehow he gets the whole thing in my mouth and down my throat then shakes my head. Translators Note This translation was undertaken as part of a thesis on archaic languages. The archaic period selected is the 21th century, as measured using pre-modern reckoning. The particular dialect chosen is the American version of English, as spoken and written during the period approximately 50 standard years either side of that millennium. Modern names and terms have been, where possible, translated into their archaic equivalents. Names and terms without equivalents have been assigned.