I can just visualize you impaled on a dildo and struggling fruitlessly against the bonds keeping you from me. Maybe even with a blindfold covering you...r beautiful green eyes, so you that are tormented by the sounds of me crying out in ecstasy from another woman's touch. I shake my head. That would be unusually cruel, especially as I am not angry any more. I stand up and carry the switch to the freezer. Stepping back into the hall, I pat my thigh and you come running. I lead you upstairs and tell. Ahead of my time I suppose. I often read my mothers harlequin and cheesy romance novels, attempting to learn and emulate the men in them. I was determined to grow up to be the perfect lover, strong yet sweet, hard yet tender, well learned and physically sculpted. Unfortunately, I had very little practice...well non to be honest. I was fifteen years old and hadn't so much as even kissed a girl. Don't get me wrong, girls found me fascinating and cute but I always came on to strong when they. Her legs wrapped around my shoulders as she leant back on the counter top pushing herself onto my face. I licked in a very teasing manner, flicking and sucking her now swollen clit exploring every little crease, her body started to shake, “OH MY FUCKING GOD YESS!” she shouted as her juices filled my mouth, Mmm so sweet and warm as I swallowed waiting for the next, I pushed my tongue as deep into her waiting pussy as I could and wiggled it, that did it and another load of sweet juices spilled. Ab uska khada lund bilkul mere saamne tha. Uske lund ki smell bahut achi thi. Fir wo achanak se apne lund ko mere muh ke paas le aaya aur bola-Ashish: Chooso na isko, maza aayega.Fir maine apni aankhen band kar li, aur apne face ko right left karne laga. Fir wo apne lund ke tope ko mere lips mein satta kar ragadne laga. Maine muh band rakha tha, aur wo mera muh apne lund se kholne ki koshish kar raha tha.Bahut koshish karne ke baad usne apna lund mere muh mein daal hi diya. Fir jaise hi lund.