It’s 4:30 now. I want fresh tortillas, rolled chicken green chili enchiladas, and homemade salsa and rice.? He shrugged his shoulders like he didn...��t really care. ?Just so you know. I’m just saying I better have my meal ready and served by 6, slut.?He couldn’t be serious. Tortillas were a major pain in the butt to make and they took at least an hour to make a couple dozen. Rolled enchiladas took just as much time. This was going to take some major multi-tasking. She dragged herself into. ” I replied weakly. “It’s your pussy.” You’re Goddamned right it is.” he said as he stepped in behind me and aimed his cock at me dripping pussy. He slid the head in and rammed the whole thing home.I threw back me head and screeched as he drove his dick into me. He slowly drew his cock out and thrust it back into me, eliciting furtme sounds of ecstasy from his young lover. Over and over, he pulled his cock almost all the way out of me pussy and drove it all the way back in. After the first few. I want to feel comfortable in my own body and to learn to enjoy sex. Let’s say that I can turn a few heads… oops... male or female! Now, I have you guessing I am not ready to tell you who I am so until next time. By the way, I do have a request and that is no jacking off for the rest of the week. At the end of that time, I want to see what it will look like when you cum and watch you shut your sticky stuff. Now, does that sound delicious?”I was so engrossed that I was getting sexually aroused. I was out of Mumbai, so ran short of time.Anyways, as readers of my previous parts would know. I’m Ankur Roy, a 21 year old man from Mumbai. I’m of the tall dark and handsome sorts; although I would leave it to you to judge the latter. I urge all readers to read Part I and II first. Here are the links,A brief recap for anyone in a hurry; I met Shefali at a NYE party in Navi Mumbai. We had a few drinks, danced and made out in the washroom. I accompanied her to her home and there we had lovely.