But maine kabi bhi us se sex nhi karna chaha,Mera pyar sachaa tha ye god or m he jante h, maine ek bar uska naam apne hath pe likh liya tha chaku se a...sag kisi ko ykin na aata ho to mujey mail kar de() m usey snap send kar dunga. wo muj se kafi chipak k rehti thi. m apne ghar se dur apne dosto k sath room pe rehta tha, ghar pe meri study nhi ho pati thi, ek din hum college me baithe the to wo boli k chalo ghar chale h aaj class lagane ka mood nhi h. m bola chalo.Raste me wo mujse boli ke tumare. She returned with another package. Then we went to the food court andhad salads for lunch. When lunch was done, we went home.At home mom said, "Sam remove your dress and panties."I did as I was told. From the sex shop bag, mom removed a gaff. It wasa special one. It slipped on like jock strap. Then mom said, "It needsa slight adjustment."She slipped my penis into the sheath and the false love hole up whereshe had my balls tucked. Mom said, "Now when you date, you can have sexlike any other. He blew the horn at the exact time I opted to jam my fat cock in Lizzie's ass. Lizzie let out a "Ooooooo" as the train sped by. I fucked her ass as the train conductor kept blowing the horn. My hands on her shoulders, I fucked her ass hard and fast. It was if I had been inspired by the conductor blowing the horn. After the freight train had gone by, I continued to fuck Lizzie in the ass. She screamed God's name and telling me how much she loved having her ass pounded. After a while, I slid my. I tried desperately to catch him, but in the end I had nothing left in the tank and fell aside, gasping for air and coughing like my lungs would come up. I kept a secret flame of bitterness burning for that long-legged sadist for several weeks, until Dave, who was a senior, invited me to one of his legendary parties. His family must have had money, because they had an enormous home with a motorized gate at the head of the driveway. The basement was huge, and had a pool table and an awesome.