Ami ballam tar ta chhoto kintu tomar bara ta ghorar barar moton. Se hasloo ho ho kore aar aste kore chap diloo kichhuta gude dhuke geloo. Bhaloi lagch...iloo guder deqwale ghosa khachhilo tar bara aar aste aste dhukchhiloo. Amio aste aste komor nadachhilam. Ek samai puro bara ta amar guder Gabhire dhuke gelooo ufffff, Amar guder bhetor ta bhore gelooo aar amar jarayu projonto tar bara dhuke gechhe bujhte parchhilam. Se ebar bollo ki re choda kake bale dekhbi nakiii aar aste aste speed barate suru. I had promised my self I wouldn't beg...and I really meant it at the time. But after breaking my promise not to cum at least eight times over and my promise not to kiss him an hour ago...and I broke it again and again and again...one more promise didn't seem to matter. Maybe it was Bambi's fault...I'd never realized how freeing it was to be a c***d-like whore, how strangely reasonable the contradiction seemed once I embraced it. Of course, my reasoning may have been influenced by a constant. Suddenly the topic of ragging arises People around Ratna warned her that ragging is a nightmare in girls’ hostels.I saw her worried and asked her if she was worried. She told me yes because it’s a hot topic since day one of college. It was the first time I was watching her perfectly. Her top hugging those wonderful boobs, her flat belly, and an ass any guy would die for.Sandy was watching my actions and suddenly made an excuse to leave. He asked me to give Ratna company as she’s a fresher. I. Then I immediately locked my lips to his lips. I pushed my tongue and kissed him violently.I bit his lips very violently. He stopped fingering for a while. I held his lips and and locked in mine, then laid my head on his shoulders. I could feel his fast heart beats. He kissed me on my forehead and said, “You can make any man mad for you, Suni.” I smiled. My father-in-law kissed me again and said, “If I was young, I would have married you.”I said, “I am not lesser than a wife to you. In fact, I.