Yes, I was! It felt so delicious, so obscene, so … Fucking decadent. A dog had just fucked me! After another small orgasm, the knot seemed to stretch my lips and opening to escape. I fell to the ground and the dog lay near me and started licking his cock. I slipped my arm under my face and watched. I watched his cumshot tongue, the same tongue that had pleasured me, lick his own cock clean. My hands trembled and shook as I got dressed in the confines of my hiding spot. Sheru had left minutes before. He seemed to crash through the brush and ran for the rise I saw him come over earlier. He seemed so noisy in leaving I delayed my leaving for many more minutes to avoid being seen also coming out japanese of the same spot. In fact, I exited the opposite way. My legs were weak and shaky, uncertain underneath me as I made my way back to the path. Back at home, I relive that experience over and over. If Prakash has been non-responsive to me, I was now to him. I thought only about that expereince. I relived it, seeing it in detail as if I were watching it happen to someone else. At night, I dream about it and feared that my sounds might alert Prakash to something unusual. Standing in front of the mirror, again, naked and excited. When I stripped away the terror of the risk I took, what remained was the memory, the feeling of being fucked … finally, fucked. The feelings come back with fierce recognition and chilling excitement. New thoughts fight for consideration. Pushing aside the ever-present terror and fear for brief moments, the desire to relive those feelings come rushing in. In those moments, surrounded by the fear, was the recognition of fulfillment. Fulfillment of needs that have been missing, vacant for so long. Could I risk it, again? Could I not? The mirror is my window into my soul and desires. I have come to see the image of myself as the real me, the me that demands to be released. And, that image is taunting me, challenging me, daring me. Her nipples are extended, even for her. I spread my legs for asian her to show me the cunt that enjoyed the dog. She smiles at me as her legs spread. I see her cunt lips as plain as her nipples standing out proud and pleading to be touched. I see her move a hand to a nipple, pinching it sex and smiling at me as she does it. I looked at her in the mirror. “Slut”. “Bitch”. “Dog-bitch!” I looked at her face. Rather than be humiliated and ashamed, though, she smiled back at me. I try again, “Look at your cunt lips showing there, begging to be seen and used. You liked the dog parting those lips, didn’t you? You liked being a bitch for that dog.” She only smiled back at me. Her eyes shined with excitement at the memory. It was instantly recognizable even before she raised her head to face me! It was Lisa Montero, Danni’s best friend. "Now . . . The Goblin princess shudders and moans as she cums. “Oh, it's you.” That brought a rousing response from all three guys. By tickling the underside of her breasts, I could trigger a low moan, and by focusing on her nipples, I could raise the pitch. She was the one who always tried to force her crazy religious ideas on me. The fact that my mother and her religious morals even came into my mind Fucking was enough for me to change my mind. She turned and his eyes zoomed right in on her breasts, moving down to her bare pubic mound. “Are you sure you want to do this?” cumshot “It’s true. All of the characters are fictional and have no link to real asian people, and they are fictional, I also do not condone this behavior in real life it's fictional. Sujata: Hmmmm. If she`s not of my blood the rite sex would have failed anyway.” "You just don't understand, do you? This was so hot. I have even been hoping to get the chance see another man’s penis up-close- like the gorgeous and slowly hardening cock I was staring at right now. It was perfectly normal to offer the senior swimmer the ladder first, and while she wouldn't go out of her way to look, if he just happened to climb out in front of her, well... Dad just waved a hand at me, and I didn’t see Josie at all, but she must have heard the door and me climbing up the stairs less japanese stealthily than usual.