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Me – But I want to choke you with it.She – You can choke me. I am your bitch. Spank me if I don’t listen to you!Me – You like to be dominated?She – Yes.Me – When you come to Bangalore (I work at Bangalore), I am gonna tie you to my window and leave you there from morning to evening. I will put my dick in your mouth whenever I please. I will cum in your mouth an make you suck my balls.She – Yes, babe. What will you do when I don’t listen and I throw tantrums?Me – I will crush your boobs and spank you on your sexy ass. I will bend you over the wall and press your boobs crazy while you feel my dick on your curvy white ass. I will then put my finger into your pussy and start to teach you a lesson.She – Just the finger?Me – Yes. Until you crave for my dick and beg me to pardon you as your hands would be still tied to my window. I will not fuck you.She – Okay. I am sorry, I will become your whore.Me – then bend over. I will start fucking you, you slutty bitch. You are my own personal randi.. Mom and of the girls were even topless, their breasts exposed. It was no biggie to me, the girls often walked around topless.I’m not sure what came over me, but I decided to go upstairs and look through my sister's drawers. I picked a few items of clothing and underwear and went back to my room. I locked the door behind me and laid my treasure on the bed. I stripped off, my little cock swinging free from my boxers.I grabbed the first pair of panties and pulled them on. They were pink cotton briefs and they fit me snugly. I pushed my cock between my legs, wondering what it would be like to be a girl. I admired myself in the mirror, the pink panties making a contrast against my almost pale skin. There was no hint of my cock in them, which in turn turned me on and made me slowly get hard. My stiff cock against my own butt, between my legs, felt amazing.I decided to carry on dressing up.I took a cute flowery bra and did up the clasps from the front before twisting the bra around my waist.
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