She knew I had a fetish for BBC and was happy to indulge in my fantasy."How do I look?" She said, turning around and rocking her hips, making the dild... shake up and down."So sexy, baby!" I replied."Good, then bend over slut, I'm going to make you my bitch." She giggled, reassuringly, grabbing a bottle of lube and dripping it onto her cock.I rolled over on the bed, arching my back and lifting my bum into the air as she approached me from behind, lifting my tight dress up over my ass. I was so. I couldn’t sleep for next two days because of pain I thought of stopping it and didn’t even contact Ranjith for next 4 months, but with in no time again my inner desire wanted to be queen again. So after a lot of thinking I texted him. Me: Hi, this is Sandhya how are you?Ranjith: which Sandhya I didn’t get you?Me:achha think of your memories I will be in one of themRanjith : sorry I couldn’t rememberMe: the one who sucked your cock, gave my glory hole for your cock, shouted in pain and pleasure. I am a software developer in India’s biggest mnc age 23 .Story is between me and a married girl whom I met on a flight. I was traveling from Bangalore to Ahmedabad so while collecting boarding pass I saw a married girl she must be 29 or 30. She seems so tired. She collected her boarding pass then I collected mine then she sits on the couch. She is very pretty, I also sit beside her then suddenly she asked me where m going then I told her about my job and all she told me that she ie also from. .. and the source of the pulsing hardon in my own slacks. It was also the root of the churning, horny folding and flutter from my rectum, up past my taint, swallowing my balls and coursing around my tumescence and fanning across my abdomen and into my chest. If I had been remotely conscious, I'd have worried that I was literally drooling and making audible grunting sounds to accompany the fantasy running full throttle ahead. I had been suffering unholy lust for this stud for weeks now,.