Her shivering fingers gripped around the two of mine that were unbarred and my thumb. Her tongue withdrew from my mouth. Our mixed saliva’s pooled...in the back of my throat.Slowly, she squinted and I felt a faint increasing pressure around my penis. It was only a few seconds long before I was bumped about an inch further into her. She squeezed her fingers tightly into my hand. Her eyes were watering.“Are you hurt?”“No, it’s just some stinging, not as bad as I thought it would be,” she. ”I told her that I could not see why he was like that and that I thought she was the most beautiful girl in town. She laughed and blushed at my comments.At 10 o’clock we went to bed.Sometime soon after midnight I heard Pooja crying. I jumped up and went to her door.I saw Pooja sitting on her bed, obviously in pain. Her little Son Akshay was sleeping in his crib near the window.I asked “Pooja akka, are you okay?”She said, “Shravan, my legs are hurting again and I cannot sleep.”“Do you want me to. His wife was very beautiful. Her name was Swati and she was a housewife. Her stats measured approximately to 36-32-40. Her ass was super cool and I couldn’t believe me being a girl was attracted towards her.Everything was going well until that day. Exams were a week away and I had some doubts to be solved. I called my sir but there was no response from him so I thought of visiting him directly. I reached his house without him knowing. I rang the bell and stood there for a few min but nobody. In the evening Matt decided to go out to the restaurant and lounge that he had confirmed earlier catered to an older cliental. For a change in his diet he ordered a large steak and was not disappointed. The meat was very tender and juicy. It was an excellent meal and Matt made a mental note to have more meals here.After he had eaten Matt went into the lounge and was fortunate to find a seat at the bar. There was a good crowd and a number of couples on the dance floor. As before, there were some.