So starting with the story everything was just going normal. I used to go my university regularly same old studies same old pattern of life, work and ...just work but there was something going deep inside me. A voice of someone who wants to meet his soul mate someone in me was craving for love. I always used to pray to make me meet with the one who can love me like anything because I don’t believe in these hook up sites as most of the people there are just sex starved in all this jeopardy of. But she was very wet, and her clitoris was swollen and wet. Itlooked a lot like mine, but a little more pointed.As soon as I touched it, she started groaning. I stroked it, pushingthe skin back and forth. It seemed to be getting bigger. She spreadher legs even more, her pussy lips spreading a little with them. Istuck my tongue up into her cunt, and when I began licking and suckingon her clit, her moans began in earnest. Her taste, her aroma was justas I suspected, so similar to my own. Her hips. Take offall of your boy clothes, put them in the box, and stand there, in justyour pretty panties and plug. Shivering in the early December cold, Istood there, hoping no one would see me, and hoping the door would opensoon. I needn't have worried, because I only stood there for less thana minute, before the door swung open, and Tom stood there in a blackkimono and slippers, smiling down on me.He reached out, and lifted me up, swung me into the kitchen, and intohis embrace. We stood there,. I’ll see you later. Then we can have a little talk as to who you are and how you’re involved with Charlotte; you know, the why’s and the wherefore’s.He patted the dangling arm, just hard enough to make me yell in agony once moreHe padded back into the other room, and I heard the rustle of shedding clothes, and then the bed springs creak once more. There were flashes and little sparks wandering across my vision, and a singing in my ears, so I couldn’t hear what was said, just his lower tones,.