Still thinking of this gorgeous man, I felt my hands start to wonder towards my pussy... I was so wet. I started to rub my clit, getting myself worked...up, pretending it was really him who was playing with me. I was close to climax when I heard the spare room door open. I quickly fixed myself up, trying to play it as cool as possible!Who should walk into the room but the man of my dreams. The man whose cock I longed for. He sat himself down next to me. We made small talk, but we both knew what. He wanted to prolong this moment so we could both savor every sensation. I moved my hips in time to the rhythm he’d created. We were moaning into the others mouth. In….out….in….out… We kept the same steady pace till we were both transferred to some other universe. A place of pure pleasure and passion and love. As if one person, reading our combined minds, we both began to increase our pace. We were nearing the finish line together.“I’m…. I’m…. Cumming!” I screamed out.“Me…. Ugh… too…. Ahhhh!”My. There was no onewith a nice thick cock for him to try out left.He'd run into the man with groceries with that same lust filled haze.The taste of his cock still remained on his tongue, and he found himselffeeling the urge to hate it. And yet it made him feel warm inside, hislittle cock twitching as he remembered the feeling of warm cum floodinginside of him.Sayuri stumbled to the front door of the fraternity house, turning thedoor knob. The front room appeared to have been cleaned once he'd. I also noticed Smitha took notice of this , but did not do anything to hide herself. This continued for a while. Aravind did not care my presence because we were always free among us. Smitha and I moved closer even in front of him. Kissing and fondling was often routine. With Aravind also both of us cuddled him even if he was grown up like a man.I would tell you one or two incidents to show how close and friendly,we were living in all respects.On a Sunday morning we were relaxing in our bed.