. rocking forward and backward on that lovely black toy.I had an intense orgasm as I felt my anus invaded with my huge vibrator.I screamed in pleasure... knowing the stranger outside would be close to explode as I was…Finally I took my toy out of my anus and guided it again against my hot wet slit and bulging clit. I moaned loudly as I guided the phallus into my cunt. Rocking violently, I bounced on that bulbous black toy, building another intense and loud orgasm. Then I realized one thing: I was. I wasn’t complaining either. Her moist warm pussy felt like ‘silk and velvet’ to my cock. I saw a smile on her, before she started to ride. Amba rode me like a prostitute. Her pussy making swishy sounds as I reached up to play with her saggy boobs.“Squeeze them. Tweak my nipples.” she screamed.I was having the time of my life as I played with her boobs. Amba picked up the pace and was taking longer strokes. I could hear and feel her ass slapping against my hips. She continued to ride me for 10. “He was – is – a blood mage. He was – is –” I grimaced, “attempting to ... resurrect his dead wife using other women’s body parts.” Bethany gasped, and I struggled to swallow. “She ... looked uncannily like you.”Carver leaped out of his seat with an oath, agitated, and I felt Alistair stiffen at my side as he watched the young man pace. His ire didn’t seem to be directed at me, however, so we stayed put. Leandra had gone pale, one dainty hand at her throat in shock. And Bethany and Karl both. I live in Meerut a city in Uttar Pradesh. I am a mathematics teacher in a government school in my city.It was the summer of 2012, my daughter invited some of her friends over to our house for evening snacks. That very fine evening, I met him – Avinash (name changed), tall, handsome, fit and a gentleman.My daughter was an engineering student in a college nearby. She used to call her friends over to talk or study very often. I also appreciated her friendship as nobody can’t survive alone in this.