“Oh yes, that's perfect, perfect, please fuck me, oh please fuck me.” I was happy to comply, happy to watch her breasts shimmy with each and every...thrust, happy for the sound of the headboard slamming into the wall, happy to hear the squishing of her cunt as Big Girl drove deep inside her. I rode her long, I rode her hard, and the whole time she kept her eyes on mine, watching me, pushing back as I fucked her, pleading, moaning now with each breath, each time I sank deep into her. Again I heard. It was conducted by the students of our college council. There were no teachers to inspect us. After a few minutes, I went to the counter for a drink. There I was having my drink. Just next to me there was a couple who was fighting over something.The boy pushed the girl and walked away from there. I was looking at the girl and being a gentleman I lent her my handkerchief.Me: Are you okay?She told me her name is Neha and she nodded her head to yes. She took my handkerchief to wipe her tears. 5” with a big circumference of 2”. This is a true narrative between my friend Sukriti and me as we made a deep passionate love one night.Sukriti a woman of 34B-26-34 was fair, 5.4ft, long shoulder length hair, almond eyes and rose lips. She in her mid 30’s was a family friend and also my client. Technically it would not be wrong to say that I was her counsellor as she would consult me for everything. I even knew what coloured undergarments she wore on what day and the maker of her inner.As time. The two shared an extended moment between them, their eyes speaking volumes of their thoughts. Arabella placed her hands on his cheeks and looked with great longing and despair into his eyes. Garreth saw the pain surfacing behind her fictitious happiness and drew her to him. Therese was confounded by the unusual looks between them, their recent past completely unknown to her. Arabella couldn’t stand to feel her heart ripped apart any further and tears flowed from her eyes, her face distorted.