.. Until there's nothing left of you to give her..."Emily explained to him in her sweet voice, her lip being bit by her between sentences as she watch...ed."But... But I..."He started to quietly gasp as he felt the dark mistress press her soft blood-red lips against the tip of his cock-head."Shhh... Just relax..."Emily continued cooing, almost in a whisper, as she began to stroke his hair for him, comforting him. All the while, her eyes remained glued to her mistress' lips and his now fully. I am from Ranchi but right now I am employed with an MNC in Bangalore. The story is about a friend of mine with whom I lived the world of pleasure.It all started back in 2013 when I passed my B.tech,. During my intermediate days I was very close to a friend named Manisha. She was god’s grace, If I speak of her it would require hundreds of lines so summarizing it in a few that most of you would love to know . Her height was around 5’2 as god has put right weight at right places for her. She was. ***** I remembered calling my parents that Monday night when I got home from the Rail and giving them the bad news without a lot of detail. I am sure they thought that I had done something to cause the break up and while I hated them to think badly of me I somehow couldn’t bring myself to tell them what really happened. It was just to humiliating. After the difficult call to my parents I notified the rest of my friends that the wedding was off. It amazed me how friends thought they were being. She constantly encouraged him to come see her, telling him how she'd fuck him senseless. He was concerned about their age difference, but she said it didn't matter. She loved him, she had repeated. She assured him that it wasn't what you were, but who you were that mattered to her.Jim often shared with Missy his many fantasies and she encouraged him to write about them in story form. Many of them appeared pseudonymously on her site, for which she gave him free access.As he got nearer to the.