We tried many ways – but, she was under terrific pain, honestly we took three days to do a real fucking! (with the help of Vaseline & cream). On the...third day, I Slowly I pushed, tears started to flow from her eyes! I asked her “Shall I stop” she nodded “NOOOO .. I want it. .you kill me . but I need you badly”.I slowly, slowly pushed and pushed … And could get just a part in’’ She started flooding in her VIRGIN vagina with her juice – My half entered penis could really feel her muscle. If they are in front, they will run back when heavy tides come to the shore.that was our calculation!They both were walking into the sea.we both accompanied then with hardened dicks1Suddenly a heavy tide came and they both moved back forcefully! To our surprise, both of their asses hit at our hardened dicks! Wow it was a nice feeling. I told Suresh…Kavitha’ ass is very soft yar!…haha rani is also same yar.. we both laughed. When the tide reached the shore, they both riaed their saree upto their. Then two weeks later I am getting on the elevator, then I hear someone say hold the elevator please. So I held the door open. I looked up and it is Anika’s aunt. As the elevator gets to our stop Anika’s aunt starts to get off. She stumbled and falls. The elevator stop 4 inches short of the leveled floor. I quickly helped her up and helped her to her apartment. She thanked me. Two weeks have passed since that elevator incident. I needed some more candles so I went back to the candle shop. There. So, I ask myself, why do I do this? Why do I add this stress to my already crippling schedule? Why do I subject myself to the terror and potential embarrassment of rejection by the readers? Quite simply, I think I do it for four reasons: -to test the degree to which my ability to construct sentences may be construed as having a talent for creative writing, -to give a voice to my thoughts and ideas about the world, -to escape my real life by creating and inhabiting a world that operates in the.