Rupa was one of my long-term fantasy girl for masturbation that lasted almost a decade after college and when we went our separate ways.To describe Ru...a, she was a typical Maharashtrian girl, from the upper middle-class area of Matunga, in Mumbai. She was amply endowed, (amply is an understatement) with boobs that I had guessed went into the 40s with definitely a D cup or more. We boys used to drool over her boobs, and we played games guessing her statistics. My guess was 40D-32-40 and all this. Friends neriya peru pathutu seri na avangla kandukala…Na apo ava kita keten yen ne commit agala nu keten yenaku yaraiyum pudikala nu sona.. apo ava kannala pathen ava ena love pandra nu…Daily bayagrama mokka poduvom epidiye oru two months poiduchi… One day avale meet pananum sona enga polanu keta… na vandhu park polanu sone seri polanu sona bike vandhu college bike stand la erundhuchi ava bike edhuthu veliye va nu sona nanum bike eduthu veliye pone… bike la back seat vokandhuruka sema feeling. “Steve, talk to me, please.”We walked for a bit while I gathered my thoughts.“You’re scaring me,” Becky said softly. “What’s bothering you? Why won’t you talk about it?”“It’s difficult. I don’t even know where to begin.”She started sobbing, “Do you want to stop seeing me?”“Oh Becky no, that’s not it at all. It’s not. It’s exactly the opposite.”“What?”“We need to figure out how we can be together. You and me.”“You mean, like make love?”“You’re getting ahead of yourself,” I said gently. “You know. So I kept on seducing her, which was an easy task, I could tell she was a horny unstatisfied woman, like many women married to white males. So one late evening, I called her to my office. I waited inside, in front of the door, and told her to shut the door. She did. Then I told her to get on her knees, she did not understand at first, so I said it again. She obeyed, and then looked at me in the eyes while on her knees as I said "Go on" And as soon as I said that, she unzipped my pants and put.