I started writing something.Who could’ve known there was a passion within me,Who could’ve seen the fire withinWhile there were only frost covered ...coals shielding my eyes?What I long for is something taboo,What I long for is an awakening of something in my soul,Watch as I transform before your very eyes. Ice Queen, no more.Mistress of Flames, from this day forward.It didn’t rhyme, it didn’t have a pattern or a rhythm. But it came from somewhere I don’t think I’d ever dared to write from before.. She was wearing a red casual saree with matching blouse. I rushed to my pant pocket and took out my mobile phone and started to record it. I am not a guy who blackmails with the video but recorded it for my own need.I started the recording and placed in a better position. she was showing her back towards me and I was hiding in the pathway to the bathroom. She first got rid of the saree pins and took her hands to the pallu and pushed it to the floor, the pallu dropped onto the floor and my. ” He then went on to tell me that if I ever wanted a blow job or was horny they would take care of me and save me a trip to a bar or cruising cottage.I pulled my shorts up, and as we walked out of the bathroom and back in to the living room Al notice Bill following close behind me and then winked at me as Bill pinched my ass. Flustered and intimidated I blushed and kind of froze, and then I felt Bill’s hand gently cup my ass cheek and he whispered to me “don’t worry, we won’t bite. Suck like. He kisses me as his hand finds my wet pussy. He then fingers me and licks me. Now, he is not a virgin, but he has never eaten someone out before. I guess his previous girlfriends didn’t care for foreplay. It wasn’t bad for his first time and I, only having it done once before, am not in a place to really judge anyway. He takes off his pants and his boxers. We are both completely naked. This is my first time seeing a dick in person; therefore it is also my first time giving a blow job. I.