To get to my friend’s house I have to travel some distance across town, on the underground system. I descended into this labyrinth of tunnels - whi...h I liken to the vagina of this big, gorgeous whore of a city - hot, sticky and filled with strangers - and as I approached the end of the platform, I realised I’d forgot to bring a book. This was going to be a dull journey unless I thought of something to amuse myself. It was early afternoon - a fairly busy time, but not so packed that I was lost. He began, “You seem to have done all right for yourself.”“No thanks to you. I want to know why you did what you did.”“I can’t tell you the details. I got in with a bloke and worked for him. He paid very well, which is why I was able to get the flat. Some of his deals were borderline dodgy, and he dealt with some nasty characters. He fell foul of one lot and we were in deep shit.“He told me to disappear and he told me how to do it. I wasn’t to tell anyone, not even you. I got my mail transferred. "Glad to meet you, Molly."I laughed again, and we shook hands. He didn't let go, and instead, pulled me toward him, embraced me, and kissed me again. The smoke alarm went off (no, not from the kiss; the pan of bacon grease was still on the burner), and he busied himself removing the battery while I took the pan off the stove. We were laughing hysterically, and when we finally had everything out of the panic mode, he kissed me yet again, then scooped me up in his arms and carried me back into. Anurag saw this was the perfect moment to fuck her like a bitch.Anurag got up and positioned his cock on Roshni’s gaping pussy and without even waiting for a moment pushed his full length completely inside. Roshni was already wet and that acted as a lubrication but a full grown cock if rammed inside causes a much pleasurable pain and Roshni screamed an ecstatic moan.Anurag started pushing in and out making sloppy sounds as Roshni’s pussy was overflowing with her juices. She had been storing all.