I was slowly increasing my pace and moving in her petticoat.She was slowly lifting her saree so that I could have easy access to her inner thighs. Sam...e time I took my hand and started squeezing her boobs. There is this thing I like to do always when it comes to boobs. I take the entire boob in my hand, grab the nipple, and start squeezing only the nipple part.I certainly know for sure that it gives a woman the ultimate pleasure. So I was there lying down on the bed with my face in the saree. Diane thought I was hot and I took full advantage of her attraction to me. It was a rather interesting year -- our junior year of school -- because while I was really interested in another girl, Diane had the hots for me and she hotly pursued what she wanted.Diane was one of those kinds of girls that when you first looked at them, their beauty and sexiness didn't necessarily grab you. But the more you looked at them, you could see a hotness that was deep and that began to grab you in the heart. I felt the blade dig into my flesh, slicing and carving into my vaginal walls. he fucked me brutally with the knife, completely ruining me. my blood mixed with his semen gushed out, coating my inner thighs with the gory mess. i screamed, and screamed and screamed. he made no move to silence me, i continued until my voice grew hoarse and eventually failed me. it was a lost cause anyway, there wasnt a soul out there to hear my pathetic cries for help, and i wasnt sure that i even wanted to be. No longer so confident.I grinned at him and decided to give him a show of my own. I slowlyunbuttoned my shirt, then pulling it off so that Jack had a nice view of myfull arms and chest, chiseled and buffed from my time in the service andyears of hard work in the gym. His eyes roved over my thick biceps andpowerful shoulders. And his grin told me he liked what he saw. Ishamelessly exposed the rest of my flesh to his eyes as I also peeled offthe very tight, white tank top I was wearing as an.