Silently, Damien coaxed her to the bedroom. They didn’t speak. They didn’t need to. Their eyes, their touch expressed all the unspoken feelings. ...******** It had been raining for a few hours. Even though the curtains were open, the dark clouds in the sky hid the daylight, leaving the bedroom dim. The slight chill in the air made it almost impossible to leave the warmth of the bed, the warmth of Damien’s body. She was spent, her body ached everywhere but the satisfied feeling was undeniable. Oh. I was confused. My manhood was already made a tent in my lungi and I hided it below the dining hall. I asked her water and she went to kitchen to bring. When she came this time I checked for any change particularly. My jaw dropped as she dropped her saree below her navel so that I can c her public hair and this time I have no doubt in seeing her boobs. My guess correct, she has opened 2 more buttons of her jacked and one boob came out of her jacket as there was no bra in it. This time she came. He breasts had light red marks all over them, she had hickeys all over her neck and shoulder!! She turned around and her butt had light bruising in the shape of a hand.. there were bite marks all over her assShe looked at her face, she had dry crusted white scales all over her face, neck, hair..She knew what it was and she suddenly felt sick.. she threw up he toiletthis was the lowest she;s ever been in life, she felt absolutely sick. She knew what she needed to do. She needed to pretend like. But here - now - was a real flesh-and-blood girl that I was attracted to, and she was attracted to me. Thankfully, my guitar playing keeps me from spending all of my time smoking and drinking. What I mean is that if I had been as high and drunk as Shay, I'd have passed right out because a large volume of my blood went straight into my dick. Since I was only slightly high I was able to avoid hypovolemic shock, although I did get a little dizzy for a bit.I struck up a conversation with Rebecca. I.