It’s all real.So the sex story goes like this –I am a qualified finance professional working in Bangalore. My height is 5.6 ft and I am a marathon...runner. The name of the Girl is CHA, 32-26-34. She is 5.4 ft and very beautiful. Whoever will see, will die to fuck her.I went to one festival in blr. I met at one of the outlet and we were looking for the same tee and this is how we met. Instantly we greeted each other and started talking. Sooner and later we both found many things in common. She. His cock feels more like an arm and fist sinking into me rather than a penis. It feels ten times bigger than I know it is. My ass feels like it is tearing around the edges where the thick shaft is stretching me. Every single movement from both guys cocks now feel magnified, as I experience double penetration for the first time in my life. I search my mind frantically for any thoughts of how this feels good, there are none. After what seems like hours, I get the relief of feeling Bryces pubic. +++Remembering the next part is always hard even though I have been over and over it again and again, including at the Coroner’s Inquest.John and I were crossing the busy High Street at a staggered Zebra crossing that is controlled by traffic lights. We were waiting to cross the second part standing next to a young black woman who was obviously pregnant. The lights changed and the three of us started to cross.Suddenly there was a crash and squeal of tortured metal. On the other side of the road. It was really only there to allow me to see what was happening behind me in the rig as I drove and I turned it so I could see Helen where she was sitting behind her husband on the right side. Of course, she could see me in the mirror too and knew I was looking at her."Well, you are right. Those urges do reduce as we get older," was my answer, sticking my tongue in my cheek and looking in the mirror to be sure Helen saw me do so. "When those urges go, they would be missed, of course," I.