Because of the way the stairs and the solid railing was, as soon as I could see her door I was fully exposed so I had to keep moving or else be caught... Over the next few weeks while I mostly didn’t get the timing right, either she was fully dressed or else already in a night gown. I did get to see her a few times from behind taking off her shirt and a twice just in her bra and panties. Oh yeah I still have that in the spank bank. One night when I was playing hot wheels with my friend she came. “Can we go to your place?” I asked, looking innocently into his glasses, knowing the effect my lust-filled big eyes have on men. “Yes!”, he gasped. Soon we were in a rick and he was kissing and fondling me in it. I felt this thrill about going into this man’s house and fucking him, while also having a boyfriend who fucked me every night he could. It felt like the universe was so generous!We got in and his place was nice. Not much time to look around because we were French kissing again when we. I knew I shouldn't be seeing her in this way, but I couldn't help myself. It was the first time I'd ever seen her in this way. I felt a little ashamed, but very turned-on at the same time. I tried to focus my mind on what we were supposed to be doing, but I kept letting my eyes wonder over her sexy body, as she went about picking up and cleaning up the party mess.It was then that I saw her bend over, just a little more than normal, to pick up some confetti paper and as she bent over, I noticed. I was wondering whether he had become smaller or is not excited enough. Neither was true. My vagina had stretched and so did my desires. He was simply not to the mark. Nights passed by without much change. Some one suggested me yoga. I had to do something on my own as there was no way I could have increased his size. I had to do my best to bring back flexibility to my vaginal muscles. Things didn’t change much as months passed by. In fact it worsened as he had to travel to Bhilai twice during.