I started to respond and felt the sensation of my juices flowing from cunt and feeling as if I was watching this from outside my body. Sarah was rocki...g on my mouth with my tongue going from her cunt to her ass hole, sticking my tongue in both orifices alternately. Sarah then worked her fingers into my cunt, then her whole hand, working my pussy into a froth. She pulled her hand out and replaced it with two golf ball sized stainless steel balls, kind of super ben wa balls and told me that I. She screamed as she fell on the bed while still crying. “What do you want from me?” she sobbed. I said nothing and just stood there enjoying her naked body. She started to get up – I think to get away from me again but I grabbed her from back so that she comes towards me. It took me several pulls between Seeta’s cries was giving way. That was the first time I ever saw Seeta’s bush. By now she started to cry more…ayiooo…ennai nashipikkaruthae…plzz…ammaeee…ahhh.ooooo….noooo as I moved on to her a. This happened when I was in final year of engineering in 2012. Now, lets cut short to the story.This story is real but if I tell you one thing that’s common between my 1st and 2nd fuck, then you’ll say its fake. Trust me, both were different girls but both had the same name, Pranjali. Since my 1st fuck buddy had the same name, so I was madly in love with that name.I sent friend requests on FB to girls who had the name Pranjali. On the second day when I checked my FB notifications, one girl had. It just meant I didn't have to fuck him, and the less I fucked him the better. I could hear him fumbling with the keys and the door lock trying to get in. I closed my eyes and said a quick prayer that he would pass out downstairs on the couch and that my c***dren wouldn't be the object of his rage. But in preparation that he would make it up stairs to me I readied myself. I took off my sweat pants and baggy T-shirt that I wear at night and removed the blanket I was under from the bed. I.