At eighteen I had established my independence from my strict – and sometimes cruel father – and I wasn't going to get caught up with this older gu...y that was just an extension of my father. I wasn't turned on by guys and I wasn't going to get caught in such an embarrassing position again; on my knees sucking a guy's cock.As I said before, I had avoided him for three days – mostly by staying in my apartment – but I had to go out to the store and Barbara wanted me to come over; with Barbara it was. He placed his finger to his lips in a sign to keep quiet. He then gestured for me to follow him. I stood in place for a moment, unsure if I wanted to follow him. He had apparently been involved in this trick set up by my sister. But eventually I followed him. I stopped by the bathroom and removed the pregnancy test, the note from Suki, and my cell phone. I wrapped them in a towel and went to my room and sat down on my bed.He tried to sit next to me but I moved away quickly so he just sighed and. She leans up and bites my nipple hard, pinching the other one with her free hand and pushing her whip against my pussy. I moan, and she tells me I’m a whore and that I don’t deserve to be fucked by her. I’m dripping wet against my thong and over time I’ve learned to keep my legs tight together to keep the whip from being shoved inside of me, it doesn’t feel the best. As I’m thinking this she must have noticed it because she quickly shoves my legs apart and positions herself between them,. I decorated their bed. I wore a white kurta and waited for her. She turned up in a white saree and a glass of milk in her hand!I was too excited. I asked her to sit on the bed and she did. I told her, “Lahari, think that this is your real first night.” She smiled. I took the glass of milk, drank half glass of milk and gave it to her. She drank the other half and kept it on the table nearby.I told her to lick the milk off from my lips. She came closer and started licking my lips. I licked her.