‘Take me, Ben! Take me! Now! Now!’ Marya moaned. Her breasts jiggled and shook as his body slammed against her, driving his cock deep into her. �...I can’t wait! I need you too much! I…Ah…I can’t wait! I’m coming! Ahhh! Yes!’ she cried as her body went into spasms with delight. ‘Yeah!’ Ben groaned, once again erupting powerfully into her. Spent, he rolled off Marya and they lay side-by-side, staring at the ceiling. ‘Doesn’t the fact that I’m married bother you, Ben?’ Marya asked. ‘I…I’d like to. They were in their mid 30s. The guy worked in a Bank while the wife was a house wife. I hadn’t met them before I moved in the house as I got the house through the broker. I was really excited about moving out of the hostel and live in the city.Raj and Namrata greeted me when I moved there. I was surprised to see Namrata as had pictured her as a saree clad typical Indian wife , however she was far from being a typical Indian housewife. She was wearing shorts and a tight fitting t-shirt which. And he walked out. I was sitting on the bench and I started getting feeling back in my anus, and there was pain again. The door opened and a guy looked in. "Whoa - what the fuck happened to you?" He pointed to my legs. I looked and they were streaked with blood! "You get raiped?" he asked.I nodded and asked him if he would please get me some paper towels from the bathroom. he came back with a wad of them. "Sorry, honey," he said, and left.I was scared because the bleeding wouldn't stop. It. It shot a thick wad of white cum right at my chin. "You love it bitch!" he yelled as he shot about six or seven full loads over my face and hair. What was happening to me? I had become the slut I always wanted to be. I looked up at him and licked my lips. I don't know why, but I had to taste some. It was warm and thick and it turned me on, because it was for me. I was now being rocked back and forth by the dick in my arse and my lips made contact with the dick that had just cum on my face. I.