Unka doodh Jaisi safed body kaale under garments me qyamat lag rahi thi. Mein unke saare sharir ko apni jeeb se chatne laga. Unhone bhi ek-ek karke me...re sare kapde utar diye, ab mein kewal apne underwear me tha. unhone mera sara sharir chatna shuru kar diya. Ab mene unki bra or panti bhi utar di. Unke roop ko dekhkar mein apne hosh kho baith. Sabse pahle mene unke pure sharir par seer se lekar pairo tak par apni jeeb Phirayi. Iss se mera lund phatne ko ho gaya. Ab mein unke upar let kar unke. It was companionable. I was hungry and also horny. My cock was rising and I knew she could see it as we sat together. She kept glancing over. But tonight was not the night. I was getting her used to my presence and the fact that I was a real sexual man. She slept two rooms down the hall, and I could clearly hear her moaning before I went to sleep. The next morning I awoke with wood, of course. I had to let it go down before pissing. Then I put on my shorts with no underwear and a tee shirt and. I believe that’s why she chose me. Because of the stupefied state of being of which I dwelled, or perhaps she could feel the longing inside of me for something more. I saw her for the first time just outside of my bookstore. The gentle curve of her hip was lightly resting on the brick of the building across the street. The fact that I could even see her through the shroud of darkness startled me, followed by the twinge of panic when I was unable to look away from her lovely face. You must know. She had me! She had insidiously taken control of my soul. Maybe she was some sort of witch or something. I was bound more surely than if there were chains attached to my arms and legs. How the hell had it happened? Why hadn't I seen some warning signs that my will was no longer my own? Shit! I didn't even see her affair coming. I was as happy as a pig in shit, and I thought she was, too.It became obvious that the revenge angle was not going to be simple. She could not have any real feelings for.