Yes yes yes…don’t stop,,,,aahha aahh….Oh baby I’m cumming Cumming Aahhh FFUUUCCKKK !!!!(I saw something dripping from her vagina.)”“YE kya...hua tumhe?”“Karan! Kya tum mere sath ‘copulate’ karoge abhi? Mujhe pata hai tum bhi ek virgin ho.”“Co…oop..-!!”“Haan. Mere paas ao. Tum ne mujhe pagal kar diya hai. Ao mere paas plz.”She grabbed my face and started kissing me on my lips!“Muah MMuuaaahh!!”It was so passionate! We kissed for about 10 minutes.“Karan! Aj raat maine tumhare sath kucck kiya. She finished buttoning up the dress and tied the sash into a pert flouncybow. With the sash tied, it made his breasts look bigger. A fact thathe didn't fail to notice. She took the bonnet off its stand, carefullyarranged it on his head and tied the ribbon in a nice bow at the leftside of his neck. A pair of white cotton wrist length gloves with lacefrill and the box purse completed his outfit. She made him do a twirland give her a curtsey. He managed the twirl well enough but his. He has to, or he wouldn’t have achieved the position he’s at. His priorities are clear and absolute, he’s the kind of man who has no problem following them. On the contrary, nothing gives him as much satisfaction as reaching his goals, fulfilling his life-long dream.Except, however, the curse – in his opinion – that follows all men. A distraction-inducing, bothersome, ever-present attraction to women. In that, he’s as normal as they come. Images of pretty, young girls are what he jerks off to. Who are they you ask? Well that's simple.Lisa was a seven on that wonderful 10 scale us men rate girls on. She wasn't the most beautiful woman out there, but she was pretty. Her hair had been dyed one too many times so I couldn't quite tell if she was blond or a brunette, but she was tall, had a nice body, and looked real good in a tight pair of pants. Best of all, she was a flirt. She could bat her big brown eyes or brush a guy with her C-cups and get them to do anything. She used it on me.