Com in bijapur alone myself and myfamily is staying in Bangalore, i was left here to complete my studies, hence iwas leading my life happily here with... my friends. My native place is gulburgawhich is in karnataka, i was having holidays those days and was planning to goto bangalore, and informed ma parents that i was coming there, instead ofwelcoming me they suggest me to stay in bijapur only for 2 days and told me toattend the function which was in gulburga and they told they wil join me laterin. Jennifer was a tall, thin redhead with ling curly hair and very pale skin. She was about 17 or so. She worked at the local video store and ever since I first saw her I knew I had to rape her. She looked too good not to. When ever I went in to rent a movie I could help but imagine her struggling, pinned to the bed impaled on my cock. She of course had no idea the little porno that ran through my mind and just thought me another nice customer that liked to chat it up with her at the counter. I. They were like Valley Girls, but without the underlying ability to have children. At least a Valley Girl could, if she wanted.Then there was Chaos. Think of Europe in the 1400s, but without the Church and also, apparently, without any initiative. For whatever reason, there seemed to be little curiosity about how things worked. There were several different societies from hunter-gatherer tribes all the way up to nation-states. There were poor farmers, middle-class workers, and rich nobles. On the. Already the tip is dripping wet enough that I run my palm over it and slide it down my length enough to lubricate it completely. It feels good, I could cum now but I need to take it slow, stay sharp, and keep my eyes open. I don’t want to get caught or miss an opportunity to find another of my people. Still nothing, I’ll have to amp it up. I wrap my fist around the base and run it up to the swollen head forcing more of the slippery fluid from it. I focus on the tip where I’m most sensitive in.