So when I seen this man’s picture with this rather large tongue I had to make a remark “With a tongue like that I'm sure you won’t be lonely lon...g." He was also a rather nice looking thick black man so I was sure that would help. A few days later I received a message from him on my messenger. For the next several months we stayed in contact via the Internet, phone and his two-way. He was a truck driver and his job was finally bringing him close to my area. I had mixed feelings first. The smell of his manhood; the throbbing dick in your mouth - you find it somewhat repulsive, and a few times you nearly choke to the,point of regurgitation. But you know you can’t stop it. And the helpless emasculation and humiliation, together with the quintessentially feminine nature of your situation leaves you also feeling intensely aroused. Suddenly you feel a pulsing spurt, as his load empties in my mouth. He withdraws and holds your mouth shut, instructing you to swallow, as he shakes. Ab main shuru karti hu apni agli kahani. Ye kahani ‘Complaint karne jaane se leke, chudai ki class tak,’ ka second part.Pichle part mein aape padha. Main padosi ke ladke ki pitayi hone par, uski class teacher ki complaint karne ke liye uske school mein gayi thi. Ab aage ki kahani shuru karti hu.Main office mein enter hui. Maine usi aadmi ko principal ki kursi par baithe dekha, jisse main thodi der pehle hi chud kar aayi thi. Meri aankhen khuli ki khuli reh gayi.Maine uski name. ”The monster laid me down on the strangely soft meadow. I could feel the roses beneath me, but instead of crumpling under my weight they supported me with little strain on their bodies. I could feel his hands roaming my body, searching for my erogenous zones. His hands, despite belonging to a monster, felt like velvet on my bare flesh. Moisture was already gathering at the centre of my erotic heat, but when his hands squeezed my breasts my juices exploded from me, spraying a dozen roses in the.