There are times in life when the ‘what the fuck devil’ that resides on one’s shoulder takes over. This was one of those times.“Actually, Evans..., I’m gay, so I am not really looking for women,” I replied, quietly.“Oh… ” he answered. It wasn’t a shocked ‘Oh,’ but more of a matter-of-fact ‘Oh.’“Never really had much time for women either, truthfully, they’re just much trouble,” he said, philosophically.Again we stood contentedly observing the fire. After placing his glass on the coffee table, Evans. Here I’m going to narrate the experience she shared with me. Hi people my name is Paru , I’m about 5.6” in height and all my friends say that I have a cute face, I’m fair and have an average boobs size of 30C, I have a little fat around my belly and my pussy has little hair. My ass is a little bigger comparing to my body. My sexual feelings started when I joined the college in Calicut.I was staying in hostel during my college days and only two people can stay in one room, so I was along with. “My name is Kristina Morays. I’m an art student.” She extended her hand in the gesture indicating she would like to shake my hand. I took her hand and shook. She held my hand squeezing gently but not letting go for a little longer than people normally do after a handshake. I turned back toward the painting, searching for the artist’s name on the placard next to the name of the painting which was, “The Secret”. There it was, “K. Morays”. “You painted this?” I said still holding her hand in a. He picked up the handcuffs first and pulled my hands behind my back, bonding me with them. I bit my lip in satisfaction. Next, he grabbed the DVD and put it in the computer, setting it to where it started playing. After that, he put on the condom and cock ring on, lubing up the condom and sticking the vibrator up against my clit. I could hear the DVD playing; the girl was screaming so loud and so good. "Whenever you're ready," before I could say anything else, I felt him poking around and then.