Here I come with the second part of my story. As I promised and thanks for responses on my first story ‘Fucked My Society’s Bhabhi Part 1 and Part...2’. This is part 3 of my that story in which we went to Goa for the trip of 3 days and where I fucked her ass too.The introduction about me I am from Ahmedabad. I am 6.1ft tall guy and normal looking. I have great energy which can satisfy any woman of any age. Let’s get back to the story. As you all know Riya made me her secret husband on that day.. Even though I'd pretty much lost the ability to think, it made me fantasize about what it would be like be penetrated by two dicks at once, even if I hadn't had the pleasure of even one so far.Reluctant as I was to get off my bike, I still loved the feeling of fullness I got from my pink plastic friend. I decided to ask vice-Principal Lacy if I could keep it if I was good. Or if I was bad.It was not to be. Lacy explained that school policy was not to keep a plug in place for more than 24 hours. I think it would make superb furniture wood. I idly thought I'd like to try to build something with Isabelle, if we ever got the chance. Maybe a nice desk. Isabelle once confided to me that she likes to work with wood... I looked around and breathed deeply of the cold air. I'll say one thing for the WFM, they keep a nice planet.I thought again about the Nebraska channel. I could have Jim and me down it in a moment. Then a quick jump to the center of Antelope Freeway, Jim dreaming me to the edge. "He struggled to speak and could not as his voice broke down and he began to sob, "Oh god, Amanda, what would I do without___." God damn it, Mark, please don't cry," Amanda interrupted him. "I can't handle it when men cry. Just talk nice around me, please." Amanda tried to reach for him. Her left hand made a fist in frustration as he heard her cry. "Please, just stop crying."Willow saw her make a fist, "She clenched her hand!" she exclaimed, "I saw it." Yeah, yeah, yeah," the nurse answered.