I hadn't planned on seeing her again, but how bad could it be, right? It's not worth calling her bluff and possibly ruining my marriage. But, blackmai... never ends!My wife and I have our issues, but I don't want a divorce. I still love her and we have a long history together. I just feel rejected by her and went looking for someone to meet my sexual needs and make me feel wanted again. I didn't think anyone would get hurt. I guess that is the point - I didn't think. My cock was doing all the. I felt her strength, her sudden determination. I bit my lip ready, waiting for what I knew was about to happen. The goddess slid me back until the tip of her cock was at the entrance to my dripping canal. I knew it wouldn’t fit, but I didn’t care. I needed it inside me, all that I could take, I needed her to ram it home, I had to give her the pleasure she desired. I had to give her all of me. Her hips thrust forward, up into me. My pussy stretched wide and a bolt of pain raced up my spine as. With that she opened her hands and fell to ground just a foot beneath her."See!" she said as she turned her back and flipped up her skirt."Billy's a liar," she said.I looked at her butt. Debbie was a nice girl, but a little on the chubby side. When she flipped up her skirt I could see her panties. They were the typical cotton white panties all little girls wore back in the '60s.But, they were bunched up from her climbing around and they were shoved up tight into the crack of her butt. I could. Me: Yaar sabr nahin hota.She shrugged me and suggested to wait so that no one notices us. We reached our spot and fortunately there were no other students. We started our session of feeling up. We kissed, smooched and I started to French kiss putting my tongue in her mouth while hugging her.She responded well to the French kiss accepting my tongue and licking on it while not bringing her tongue forward, her hands in my hair.Pooja: Uhhhm, aaaah, Rahul this is great yaaaar. I love you.I showed.