I donned a brownsuede mini skirt with a long sleeve white cropped sweater as well as apair of black boots and my jean jacket, the one thing of 'Alex's... I hadkept. Jenny went a little different route. She chose a black skirt thathad large buttons up the front and a grey white stripped cropped sweaterand her own jean jeacket. She did not go with boots and I kidded her thatshe would get cold, but she just blew me off. And with the dressing donewe are hailing a cab to take us to St. Mary's. Kelsey screamed like the little fucked pig she was and then suddenly she was quiet.I couldn’t help myself , I pulled up her hair so I could watch her face. “Patel, fuck this little pig bitch.” Every time he thrust he slammed her against the table. There was this dull look in her face. Tears were streaming down her face.Kelsey’s fighting had stopped.Patel held her by the hips and continued ramming himself as deep as he could inside her.She had this weird grunting sound every time he rammed. ”OH GOD!” she cried out and I felt her hands on the top of my head trying to both push me away and push me closer. Her legs were flailing and trembling but I was determined not to let go of her until she had had another orgasm, which didn't take long. Her third orgasm that day was less explosive but it left her breathless and panting hard. I let go of her clit and moved up to kiss her, to give her a taste of her own juices, a kiss she eagerly accepted.I got up and walked over to the table where. Slowly I used to touch her, holds her hand for long time and even plant kisses on her hand and slowly asked her to give back what I have given to her. I too started to gave lot of kisses, hugging her tightly and pressing against her beautiful, soft apples size boobs. (Size 32 D). Now the whole syllabus has been changed for both of us. Every day I used to spare more time at home and we used to do lot of things. One day I hugged her tightly and opened my trouser jip and kept my fully erected.