She began to cry softly as she lookedup at me, but did not ask me to stop. I could feel her pussy throbbing on my cock and wantedso bad to sink it in ...er to the hilt. I held still fora couple minutes before she started to grind against meand I meet her rhythm. I took slow increasing depthstrokes until it was buried to my balls. Her pussy wasso tight it almost hurt when I pushed it in. Togetherwe stepped up the speed and pressure until we wereslamming together like crazy. We were a perfect. It was my first time on the human plane and it was my initiation as you might call it. While in this girl’s house I forgot the most basic rule, and that was to change my appearance. I probably would have been fine since she was sound asleep but I began to explore and tinker with things I have never seen before. I was admiring the TV she had left on. I thought it was a magic mirror of some sort and tried to fly through it. I knocked it off its stand and before I knew what happened she was. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *To be fair to Adam, it wasn't entirely his fault. I can hold up my hand and claim fifty percent responsibility. Well, maybe forty.It had started on the Eurostar that morning as we looked forward to a relaxing few days together. After a bit of wrangling we'd managed to align our leave at short notice and secured a last minute train-plus-hotel deal. Nothing fancy, just a much needed break from the windowless office and smell of printer toner.Huddled in a. She is a very spiritual lady, u can identify it with her chandan ka tilak which she always put.Coming to the story, we are kind settled in Mumbai and my dad works in Saudi Arabia. So he mostly visits us once in a year, but dad aboard friends use to come to home to deliver gifts or other items which dad use to send. I being out for college I didn’t know who use to come and go. Meanwhile we took a laptop at home so that we can have a direct web chat with dad and there is lower communication.