My roommates and hers too were from Nagpur too. They decided to go home for d weekend. However, me and nisha thought of staying and attending the part... (which i will never regret ;) ).The party was on Saturday night. It was in a hall which was quite near to where i live, just 2 minutes walking. And nisha did not want to dress up from her home and come to the party because it was 20 minutes travel and in bus. So she asked me if she could dress at my room. Since i was all alone, i said i had no. Alien looking tools created for sexual pleasure. It was a drunken and exciting adventure of discovery reading all the items description and outcomes. She wasn’t sure how many glasses of wine she had downed, or even when she fell into a drunken sleep, but the next thing she was aware of was the sun streaming through her window and the doorbell ringing. She stumbled, tripping over the coffee table, as she made her way to answer the door. She rubbed her eyes at the flood of light that entered the. This time when she had slid up on me as far as she could go and the very tip of my dick was nuzzled between the lips of her sex she shifted her hips and when she pushed down again I was pushed up inside her."Lord God, that feels good," she moaned closing her eyes and bit her bottom lip. "Ah need this so bad, Martin," she groaned. "Ah need ya to want me, ah need ya to love me. Will ya still love me when ah'm big and fat with yer child?" You are so silly," I laughed quietly. "Don't you know that. "You told them about my other side? I thoughthat was our secret and we would keep it like that." It's not that simple dear. You see, when I announced to my mother thatI'm going to marry you, she asked me the question that all mothers wouldask their daughters, 'why you picked this guy, he is out of your league,you could do better than that'."I was hurt when I heard that, but Pat was just pragmatic. Her mother wasright, I wasn't such a catch for her daughter, I was a rather poor guywith no great.