So, after months of servicing myself while watching people swallowing loads on my computer screen, I got up the nerve to post a message in a chat room... claiming I was looking for a large cock to please, with no strings attached. Maybe I set too wide a net, because next day when I looked, I had about thirty responses, and in the week since, it had risen to almost one hundred.Some were really intriguing, and I was like a k** in a candy store, undecided which one I should respond too. I finally. I had tall knee high brown boots with a western flair and almost 4 inch heels. Below that I had worn something extra special for the night: a tan colored satin and lace bustier, matching garter belt and panties with tan colored stockings.The long tight skirt forced me to walk rather short steps and step with one foot in front of the other. The high heels also gave me a very alluring "strut" where my hips swung more than usual. I noticed as I walked through the lobby of the hotel that several. First she gave me an enema and then she shaved all the hair from my pubic area and legs. Next she brushed out my hair which now covered my ears and was long enough to make me look like a tomboy under the right circumstances. My mom and dad had been talking about having my haircut short but my aunt convinced them that this was the style all the boys were wearing now. After she was done my aunt stepped back and smiled. Bernard is going to be pleased with the way you look. I expect you will be. She wanted to clean utensils but I held her and said that I am very hungry and she should feed me first. Rohit, I am on period so for next four days no sucking but I will let you see my chuchi. She put off her blouse and sat beside me. I caressed her thighs and moved my hand over her cunt area. She really had a pad over cunt. “you did not believe me”“rekha, you are feeding me for last two years. Now I am big. I want to push my lund in your bur.”“you should not talk so cheap. And you are still a.