In the last part i have told that Sowmya told me that she will teach me the next lesson in steps. As a first step, she told me the sensual points of t...he women’s body. I am writing here the lessons gave by Sowmya.If you want your girl to get excited, first hug her from behind and try to play with her breasts, which will trigger her moods, which i have tried, but she told to do it when the girl dont know that you are in that room. trust me, i have tried it and succeeded in most of the my. "Please, no, please, please pull out, please! Oh God, please, don't cum inside me!" She begged, pleaded, but it was barely even intelligible since that clawed hand was still clamped over her mouth.God help her, her uterus was convulsing and her cervix was clamping down on the tip of his penis as she begged him not to cum inside with her eyes, but her cunt was telling a different story, as it squeezed him so hard that he could barely even move inside of her anymore.It seemed like slow motion. From the center of that bun was a single thin braid trailing down her back. For a top, she wore what looked like a length of cloth that started behind her neck, crossed over her chest, covered her breasts and ended behind her back. I wasn’t sure if it was one continuous piece or somehow held together. Whatever the case, there was nothing but her under it. Finally, a wide sash rode low on her hips and more cloth draped down in front and behind her from the sash. The sides were open, showing off. Praying, he thought, the woman was praying. After looking at her for a few moments, he was able to get past his initial lustful reaction. He noticed more about her than the taut muscles of her stomach and the soft curve of her neck. He noticed the still red, healing welts on her body. He noticed the fading bruises and the gooseflesh on her arms. Finally he noticed the curve of her abdomen and the faint outline of her ribs. His rage grew again against his captors. Here was a beauty worthy of.