She had obviously been shocked to see me do that, behaving like an amoral slut. I wonder why she hadn't said anything about it."Uh huh," he pursed his...lips. "And you did this by sexual intercourse?"I again nodded and said, "Yes." Who suggested this course of action?"I frowned, "Suggested?" Did he ask you to do it?" Oh. No. It was my idea." Your idea." Yes."He stared at me. "Explain, please." Well," I began, "We were only a couple of rooms away from our English class when I saw this guy with a. .maine nisha ko 4 ya 5 baari uthaya woh nahi uthi…socha thodi der haath hi pheer luin goori goori tango par..maine haath lagana shuru kiya..dheere dheere mera haath uski gaand par phir thodi der main… Maine uski panty main de diya..mujhe pata nai tha ki usse mazza aa raha hai.. Woh dheeri si awaaz ooohhhhh aaahhhh aahhhh…kari rahi thi..jab usne yeh awaz nikalna shuru ki toh main uske boobs par bhi haath pherna shuru hogaya..usse or mazaa aa raha tha…maine phir uski shirt bhi khol di mujhe pata. Surely if it had have been bad news she would have given me a hint, maybe let us down gently. I guessed the results were inconclusive. That was it. So near and yet so far. It wasn’t the worst outcome, but it would take the shine off everything. But then why call in this expert, Giorgio? I had butterflies in my stomach but put on my best face for Elizabeth. Within fifteen minutes, we were standing on the street outside the Art Institute. “Are you ready?” I asked. “Yes, if you are.” We. Then spreading her legs as wide as they would go she grabbed the tendril had worked its way into her cunt with both hand but instead of pulling it out she began to push it in as hard as she could. Then started to fuck herself with it as hard as she could she started to scream in pleasure as a combination of tendril slime and cunt juice squelched out from between her pussy lips.After a few seconds she started making a deep growling sound unlike anything she had ever heard a human make before. .