She scoured her shoulders, under her arms, and her torso, cleaning off sweat and semen. In thirty she would be miles away, disconnected from the by-th...n faceless, graceless, mindlessly fucking animal that they became. Lathering the cloth again, she took extra care in her erasure of all traces of the night’s conquest, rubbing her mound systematically, across the top and down each side. She didn’t care about them, they didn’t care about her. She slipped soap slick fingers between her legs and. Raat ko sote time jis side main sota tha usi side meri behan ek folding bichha kar us par soya karti thi. Waise to dosto ye raat bhi baaki raato jaisi hi thi.Par us raat jab main sone jar ha tha to mujhe zara bhi andaza nahi tha ke us raat ke baad meri zindagi puri tarah se badalne wali hai. Raat kareeb 1 baje ke around meri aankh khuli. Gardan paseene mein bhigi hui thi. Waise to ekdum sannata tha.Par room ke fan ka shor us sannate ko cheer raha tha. Red colour ka night bulb jala hua tha. Woh. "I c-c-can't," he says, slipping out from under my arm and moving away from me."Why not?" I ask, trying to sound non-threatening."Bec-c-c-cause of th-th-this!" he says as he stands up. I'm not sure if he means the stuttering or the tent his cock is making of his swimsuit. "Every t-t-t-time this happens," he says, glancing down at the front of his swimsuit. "I st-t-t-tutter!" he says angrily. "How c-c-can I ask anyone out?" he asks, turning away from me, embarrassed."Did I do that?" I ask. Six huge black men and agirlfriend of yours to assist. Each man is well over six-and-a-halffeet tall, athletic and over 325 lbs. And very good looking, we aremaking a baby after all! They know the drill and all begin to quicklyundress. We both feel very vulnerable, naked and small in comparison.Their cocks are bigger than any you have seen. I did my job well- nomere 10-12 inchers here. They are all that big soft. Your eyes beginto widen in worry as your girlfriend works the first guy hard with.