He man handled her plump breasts and sucked on the perfect pink nipples. They managed to noisily stumble over to the bed in between him slamming her u...p against walls as she struggled to get a grip on his perfect cock. She was his woman, his baby, and his little slut all in one. She was elegant with just the slightest hint outwardly showing of what a little whore she was behind closed doors. He could treat her as which ever one he felt like at the moment and she couldn't do a damn thing.He. Or whether it was merely impossible to achieve 100%. (After all, James Stephens had pointed out that "nothing is perfect" in The Crock of Gold [1912].)It also brought a larger envelope: a Certificate on heavy paper that I had qualified together with a letter informing me that I'd "achieved" the third-highest aggregate grades of 2015. I was quite pleased. Rachel gave me a big kiss (and promised more) when I showed it to her.I then phoned mum, told her the "news," read her the letter. She acted. I closed my eyes, savoring the taste. Her tongue found mine and we danced, entwined in our fervor. But it was controlled. Slowly and delicately we moved as we explored one another, flicking and quickly prancing away before returning for more. I felt her cheeks flush against mine and I couldn’t help but smile. This was bliss. Then the wetness was gone from my lips. I let out a sigh. My eyes remained closed as I pressed my head back into the pillow in relief. It was throbbing now. The moisture. She wore a skirt and a t-shirt. We had a small fight sort of a thing for some silly reason to which she pushed me on to the floor, sat on me, held my hands and said “ab kya karoge?”. I forcibly held her hands pushed her back to the floor and then got up. This episode made her skirt move up exposing her black panty. This was the first time i saw her that waist up. Since i held her hands firmly she told me that her skirt had gone up and she needed to adjust. I freed her hands, then she got up and.