) I'd slap her ass every couple minutes she'd giggle/moan when I'd slap it. She'd yell HARDER BABY! so I'd slap harder next time, and she'd yell HAR...DER BABY! (She always ask for me to slap her harder. She loved her ass getting slapped to the point of bruising) After a couple minutes of kissing and ass slapping, she turned around and I slid my dick in her ass and started to fuck her hard. She moaned loudly each time I'd put my cock deep inside her ass, and she loved it when I pulled her. Bhaiya himself was too hot. Afraid to remove my panties, he put aside the crotch band and pressed the burning head of his cock on my pussy and shoved. Inexperience played its trick. He missed the entry at the bottom of my vulva. Instead he gave few quick jabs at the center, hitting my clitoris and urethra and flooded my cunt with his thick, gooey, hot sperms.Frustrated, I wanted to slap him. I was hopelessly excited and he left me like that ! But nothing I could have done then. Adjusting my. It is one of the things I struggle with the mental health professionals about as they think I should easily hate him. However, it is hard to explain how for so many years he was the center of my universe. My mother allowed him into my life and he inserted himself fully. Every summer we spent almost every moment of ever day together. Even during the school year he limited me as much as possible. Mostly I went to and from school. That only lasted a few years before he convinced my mother he. I deliberately turned my back and managed to start my lecture on time. One of the students raised a tentative hand. "Professor, didn't we cover this material last week?"Hell, I got so flustered; I was using material I didn't even have with me! Pink looked down upon me and smiled graciously, like she knew why I was flustered and was flattered rather than insulted. I thanked the brave student and launched into my actual topic. Programming Threads had never gone so quickly! There were surprisingly.