To me apni story pe ata meri girlfriend ka name priya vo dikne me bhut sundar he ki koi bhi deke to uska lund kada ho jaye uska figure35 24 36 he uska... rang gora to dosto kahani ese suru hui ki college me naya naya gaya tha to kisi se bat nhi karta tha dhire dhire kuch friend ban gaye to acha time pass ho jata tha ek din mene college me priya ko dekha to me to uska deewana ho gaya mene pata lagaya ki vo 2nd year me padti he mene socha tha ki uski chut jarur maruga me to ek din god ne meri sun li. All of them started reaching into purses to find a pen and soon all you could hear was the scribbling throughout the room. It was still startling to me how there were none of the conversations you'd normally hear in a crowd of people. I started walking around looking over peoples shoulders and quickly realized I needed to amend my request."Please do not write about me, or what you think I'd like. I want to know about you before you became a slave. Add in how you became a slave and why you think. While Marc was paddling out my mind wandered to thoughts of what the two of us would get up to. So, by the time he pulled up next to me, my cock had stirred a little inside the lycra of my speedo.As Marc paddled up to me he sat up on his board (a short board) and we shook hands. We both commented how amazing it felt and we complimented each other on looking pretty darn hot in our speedos. After that it was just like hanging out with my mates surfing.Two hours later we were like old friends.. I wanted to thank you for allowing me to do this. It is the scariest and freakiest thing I’ve ever done. I’ve played truth or dare and had to wear a frozen bra and panties in the backyard. I’ve streaked down my street before on a dare. I’ve never been tied up all night. It was kind of hot to have rope against my skin, so thank you Ma’am,” Julie sounded grateful. The little kiss ass was trying to make brownie points.“You are thanking me for an experience that turned you on. That is because you.