Her only response was to begin sucking harder than ever and increase the rate of her self-pleasure. In the plastic I could see her hand moving so fast...it was nearly a blur.As my cock thickened in preparation, my entire body shuddered. I felt a vibration around my throbbing cock and realized that Sandy was moaning.“Sandy” I began again..I began to squirt into the warmth of her soft mouth and I could hear her swallowing as our screen blinked into darkness and she continued to drink my hot cream. She didn't want anything to eat, but she sat at the table while I had a corned beef on rye and a Coke.I was missing Marcie's weekly call and wanted to go home to talk to her, but I couldn't refuse Cynthia's offer."We'll go home and I'll be your bitch," she said, making bitch sound like beech. I left her house at five PM, totally wiped out.One thing I liked about Cynthia was that she didn't press me for a return engagement. It may have been her trying to be a 'good girl, ' or it may have been. Examinations were also in the backseat. Fun and frolic were the most sought after. In such a scenario, I came across Anand (name changed) in a college in Delhi way back in 2006. He was not so studious; we somehow enjoyed each other’s friendship. Since I was putting up in a PG and he in his cozy home in a South Delhi locality, the first few months of our friendship started and ended just within the college campus.With time, the bond became stronger, and that was when Anand started inviting me. ) I scamper into my bathroom and get ready. I dive into the shower for a last minute scrubbing of the area to be explored. Then I dress very carefully and make myself look as good as possible for my man. Hes got a few surprises coming tonight. You ready, sexy? I call out. Hes ready, and out I step. I hear his breath let out, ending in a low whistle. Oh. My. His reaction is not unexpected. Im not wearing lingerie, my usual, and Im not naked. Im dressed in a white and plaid schoolgirl outfit, but.