I did not care about him, since I was getting such a good fucking.Suddenly, Darnell’s thick cock begin to throb inside me, while I was trusting my h...ps up to meet every push of his nice hard black cock.I shouted loud, begging him to fuck me harder; so he finally thrust that nice hard cock deep inside me, holding it buried up to the hilt.I grabbed his hips to pull him into me even deeper while he pumped a load of his warm semen into my willing pussy, holding it deep.He pulled out and let his. Even if I could do it myself, I was more in habit of calling her over to hold my breast while I adjusted my baby. I liked her touching my breast like that. With my breast size going to 36C and her remaining at 32, she was quite a touch to me!I am not sure if it is just my feeling / fantasy or was it real, but I had started to see Pooja as a very firm body, shaping up faster than ever and one that either shouldn’t be touched or if yes, should be touched all the time. With her help to feed the. We used to fight, have fun outside, hug and care.The story started when this affection between us took to the next level. The changes started to happen in our lives. Kavya started her engineering studies, and with college, she started getting busy. I was still a schoolboy then. I didn’t realize that she has got a life of her own.It’s not that she started neglecting me. She still cared a lot for me, but in some way, I felt neglected.One day after dinner, we retired to our rooms. As I said. Before I could step out, I was forced back inside. I lost my balance and crashed to the tilled floor. My heart started to race and adrenaline began pumping through my veins. I was ready for a fight, but all violence instantly fled my body when I realized who my attacker was. It was Candy. The twinkle in her eyes told me violence was the last thing on her mind. Sex was a whole other story. She locked the door and crossed the room in two strides. I want you, she growled in a low whisper as she.