Okay?”“Okay,” she whispered and swallowed. “You're so...”“I know,” I said. “When you have a child, your breasts swell up. Don't pass t...hat along. I would hate for there to be a rash of pregnancies.”Her eyes widened. “I wouldn't...”“Because you're a good girl who always uses protection or...” I arched an eyebrow. “Are you still a virgin.”She squirmed more.“That's okay,” I told her as I unzipped my skirt and let it drop down my legs. My blonde bush came into view, dripping with my cream. My tangy. However she was enjoying my words and she too wanted the time to be spent like that. I decided to make a move and slowly went near her and putting my right hand on her left shoulder, I said “maa, nee body super ga vuntundi kada. neevu enduku cinemaallo try cheyaledu”(your body is super, why didn’t you try in films?)She laughingly replied, “No, I am not so beautiful, you are just kidding”. I said”no, nee face, nee colour, nee banthulu, nadumu, super. ninnu pelli chesukuni naanna chaala. He just keeps fucking, fucking, humping like some mad dog fucking a bitch in heat. Like a dog fucks your leg, he just keeps fucking me. Another heavy load of cum burst from his cock. The disgusting lacquer coats me inside, floods me, running down, mixing with blood. The appalling, viscous fluid escapes in small gushes as he pulls out, squishing sloshes fill the air as he pounds inside.Everything hurts, the pain is unbearable, but I must endure, I have no choice. He just keeps fucking me.. But whether it was my own weakness, or maybe my light headedinebriation, something kept me there. Maybe I wanted to be there or justto see what happens next.He fixed the leash to me steel collar and cuffed my hands behind me.Where was this going to end up?He the tugged at my leash and marched me out, in broad sunlight, into acrowded street. Meekly I tottered along behind him pathetically in mystiletto heeled boots; my pantyhosed legs shimmering vibrantly in thesunlight and my hands helplessly.