When I saw him it seemed like something was breaking out of me. I don’t even think he noticed me as there are so many women around him, but I knew he would eventually be with me. He was as fond of sex as any man, though not emotional, and would not leave without eating a fresh fruit like me. I finally found the phone number and contacted him. I guess he understood when I invited him to the house, even though I did not make it clear. He didn’t come alone and had a friend with him. His friend was a boy as handsome as himself. When they said they wanted to fuck me both at first, I refused, but later accepted it because I had to get him. Both of them were touching me in a disrespectful and unloving way, throwing me wherever they wanted to, fuck where they wanted to fuck. It was not what I thought it was, I thought I would enjoy it a lot, but I was wrong. While my pleasure was normal, the humiliation I received did not make me happy. Weeks passed and I realized I had feelings for him. That’s why I felt this way. Right now I am nothing more than an ordinary woman who is fucking with her friend for her and this makes me very sad.

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