That was amazing he said the moment our lips aparted and I smile at him as I thought, that was exactly what I needed to relieve my sexual frustrations...that had aroused from not having any sexual interaction. Standing up and walking to the bathroom, James thick cum slowly ran down and dripped out my pussy. Wiping most of it up, before putting on my pjs, while James got dressed after washing his cock from all my orgasmic pussy juices, we then went to the kitchen where we finally had a cup of. This story is based on the very popular TV serial “tarak mehta ka ulta chashma”. Today is holi and how they are enjoying their holi. Now let me come to the main story.{Night before holi festival)Jetha: Daya kal holi hay mujhe jaldi utha dena.Daya : Ha ha tappu ke papa mujhe yad hai, kal jaldi utha dunga apko. {Next morning – Holi}Bapuji: Bahu jetha utha hai ki nahi?Daya: Ji bapuji utha hai. Wo to ham sabke liye jalebi fafda lane gay hay.Bapuji: Thik hai mere liya ak cup chai bana ke do.Daya: Ji. I passed several people in the hallway and I wondered if looked to them like the slut I had spent the night being.It wasn't until I was in my room and looking at myself in the mirror that I realized that in my passion I had totally forgotten that I was unprotected.And now I was having to pay the price for that bit of stupidity.I did love Rob and I knew that he loved (or had loved) me and I hoped that love would be strong enough to keep us together. I knew it would take time and a ton of. My ear on fire when I resisted even the slightest, I had one hand on the chair arm , the other on his hip to keep from getting strangled, as he thrust in my mouth.I was about to punch him squarely in the balls, when to my shock....and horror....(am I getting hard????) (OH MY GOD, I think Iam)“ I know exactly what you need, SUCK IT!”I could feel his cockhead on the roof of my mouth as he thrust into my mouth, gagging me as he went deeper, my mouth barely fitting around his manhood, the head of.