The slim, gorgeous girl had a vise-like grip. “We’re going to the bathroom. Now.” She dragged me out of the chair, out of the study room. “B...t I have to study for finals,” I protested. She glanced daggers at me and I shut up. The bathrooms in the new dorm were huge, with two spacious shower stalls in each. She marched me into one and bolted the door. A white curtain separated the changing area from the shower. She twisted the cold water tap, turning the shower head to point to the wall. Fast. ..fuck me..... Continuing our deep kiss, I pulled down my slacks, revealing my hardness, I started rubbing my head on her soaked pussy lips. Up and down I rubbed, pausing time to time at her canal. She whispered "get a condom i'm not on the pill", I quickly pulled one out of pocket, trying my best to open it and roll it on with out breaking our kiss. I told her "what do you want?", She replied "fuck me hard"...and that I did. As soon as my cock was covered I did not hold back I plunged. These are the only sensations in my world: the rest of my body feels numb, suspended in the chill air.My swimming mind realises that, in a perverse way, I owe Boyd a debt of gratitude for introducing me tothe national power grid. The electric shocks sent my muscles into spasms that may have saved my life, kickedmy heart into high gear, sent adrenaline surging. It is a strange realisation.Rain. As if my circumstance could not get more cruel, I begin to hear the patter of raindrops outside,. Jiju andar aaye or bole sorry mein jara apne gaano ki CDs dhoondh raha tha…. Tabhi unki nazar mere gore gore pairo pe padi….. maine apni salwaar ko thoda upar kar rakha tha taaki nail paint na lag jaaye… jijaji bole Neha…Tumhaare pair kitne gore gore or cute se hain or yepatli si paayal kitni sundar lag rahi hai tumhaare in gore gore pairo pe. To maine kahan haan jiju mujhe aisi patli cute si paayal pehanne ka shock hai.Pehli baar mujhedekh ke jijaji ko kuch alag sa laga unhe laga ki mein ab.