He insisted. The tall guy said nothing. The rest of the way was spent in uncomfortable silence.At the entrance to the apartment building she thanked t...em. She assured them she was perfectly okay and wished them goodnight. Then the tall guy stepped forward. He told her to shut the fuck up. His voice was calm, even friendly. His eyes were steady in their black-in-black frame. He said she was far too slutty a white trash whore to go to bed without the benefice of his cunt stretching cock.A hot. I make myself reach out to touch your cock.You groan.Maybe you are learning, my little cunt.You pull out of me, making me groan and cry as my pussy spasums. It feels to empty now.Well I cant fuck that, now can I? It’s all loose and useless.You fill it with a dildo, the biggest you can find, or a bottle or something hard and humiliating.You make me get on my own hands and knees. You position yourself just behind me. You tell me to push back, to fuck myself on your cock.I’m trembling.If i don’t. .." she said, leaning in and inspecting me, still maintaining a very casual attitude and relaxed body language. She was determined not to make me uncomfortable, a noble act considering I was sitting here with my legs spread wide showing off my cock rather bluntly. "Not bad... seriously though, that's a good job. It really does look completely normal."I felt warm and happy, glad she was so accepting, and casually curious. As she studied me a little closer, I felt a slight tingle running through. He was a good cook and I also started helping him. In the evening when we were drinking Tania came and she was surprised to see dinner we had cooked for her. She hugged and kissed Sagar and said Thank You. Then she looked at me and hugged me too. Now about Tania she is 5’6” tall well built. Her figure is 36-32-36. She is not fat but a big figure for a Indian girl. I always considered Tania as a good friend as I knew her from the past. All three of us enjoyed our drink and dinner and we.