She had a violet folder held in her arm. My heart leapt and I smiled. Instantly, the girl beside her struck me dumb."That's-V," I said. "But, what's s...e doing down here?I called her V because I called her sister J. Their names were Veronica and Jessica. I liked J since she was my friend. I liked V, as she was the prettiest and hottest African American girl I knew. She attended the College of Nursing.I presumed that they were either friends or classmates. Then I resolved to take a U-turn and. “Tell me motherchod what other fantasies you have about your slut mom. Where else do you want to do dirty things to me?”“Ah, Sonali, keep stroking what lovely supple hands you have. I love the way you handle your son’s cock. If I tell you all my fantasies, they will lose charm when we do it.”“No, tell me one it is turning me on.”“Ok slut listen. I want to do doggy with you on an open road – some deserted highway – and cum all over your slutty face.”“Oh, Joy, that will be fun, I am sure. I have. 6 boobs 32 ke or lambe baal diwana bana rahe the to maine kaha yaar kya mast pataka lag rahi ho yaar, mujhe to tajub ho raha hai ki aaj tak tujh par kisi ki nazar nahi padi kya to boli ki tha ek boyfriend kafi time tak hamara affair raha or ek din ham sex karne wale the to usne mujhe itna garam kar diya or fir garam hone ke baad mainme use chudai ke liye bola, to usne jese land meri chut par lagaya or main pagal hone lagi ki uske land ne pani chhod diya or fir mera dil tut gaya fir bhi ham dono. But why to afraid. You are also a human.Than our talks continued. She told, she came to meet her friend and but she entered the wrong lane. We exchanged our numbers, chatted in WhatsApp. We went out shopping and movies, she mostly paid. But we were getting close every time. She even talked about her sex life.She was having sex from her college days. Her family from Kerala but settled in Bangalore. She doesn’t have a mother, she is working in a Software Company. I even told my fantasies too. She.