He then rolled over, pulled up her legs and positioned himself in front of her pussy and got ready to enter her. My heart picked up the pace as we had... been waiting a long time for this again and it was about to happen. I had a good view from where I was sitting and could see him place the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy. She looked around the side of him at me just when he slid his cock into her pussy. I said to her “have fun baby I know I’m going to”. He lifted her. We can remember milk being delivered to our house early in the morning and placed in the “milk box” on the porch. [A friend’s mother delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.]We are the last to hear Roosevelt ‘s radio “fireside chat” assurances and to see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors.We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.We saw the ‘boys’ home from the war, build their Cape Cod style houses, some pouring their cellar, tar papering it over and. Seconds turn to minutes; his cruelty is only matched by his patience. He strikes my left breast first. My pussy clamps with the shock. One after the other, he marks what is his. His lash paints the picture of his desire. With each strike my body turns to liquid fury. My need only stilled by the needs of my master. He increases his intensity; I can feel the reins of his control slipping. Like a moth to the flame, I bathe in his warmth. Even in the darkness, he calls to me, never allowing me to. I was like I cant wait a sec to put my dick in her.At evening like at 7 I bought a ipill for her. When our friend left priya turned into a porn actress. It was like in films. I was going to kiss her she pushed me away , she was teasing me too much I tried to hold her boobs she suddenly slapped me, I loved that I was like wow.Then she started running around the room not allowing me to touch her. I was so wild then I caught her and pushed her to bed . She was using her feet to push me away, then.