Would I be on this tableif I had?"It was, I had to admit, a pretty good argument. A weight I had not evenrealised was there seemed to slip from my sho...lders. I leaned down tokiss her again, this time more deeply. I still felt guilty - but at leastthere wasn't the spectre of betrayal as well.Lifting my tempo, I pounded her butt and was rewarded with several gasps.And then I was coming, the sweet release making me gasp and moan as Iflooded her depths with my sperm. Groaning, I collapsed on her,. Rishabh hugged me too and kissed me lightly on the lips, whispering in my ears, “You are far sexier than I had imagined from Padma’s description. You look naughty” and winked at me. It made me instantly wet.Padma returned with three bottles of ice cold beer, a pack of cigarettes and three glasses. We stretched our legs and started with a glass of beer each and lit a cigarette, which we passed on from one to another.We started making small talks from politics to movies to detailed introductions. This surreal experience happened so quickly, and as the fright and fear subsided and the dirty deed was over in seconds, I had a split decision to make, feeling his semen come out of solution and run down my upper thighs and form a small pool on the tops of my stockings.He was embracing me, and my nostrils were flared, part fright and full of his expensive aftershave, in fact, strange to say his heat, smell, and general presence, made me feel secure as the relief swept over me, he had achieved. Liz froze. ”Don't ever ask for Jeff's cock! Not now, not ever!” she sneezed. To underline it she bit PG's clit hard enough to make it hurt. ”Jeff” she continued, ”never stick your dick into this lesbian! She won't appreciate it anyway. Understood?”From then on PG was rumored to be a true lesbian, and Liz scared off all men trying to get a date with PG. The closest PG got to a cock was when Liz used a strap-on dildo for her on special occasions.Now PG was really looking forward to have sex with.