”Atul swayed back for a split second before humping his cock hard into my pussy with all his strength. I could hear to a ‘plop’ as his hard cock...easily found its way into my pussy which had been moist since long.I attempted to beg and plead with him, “You won’t let me go?”Atul forced himself on me after his penetration as I threw my head back and gasped very low. I could feel my cunt spreading out wide as Atul’s cock slid halfway in and out. Atul leaned forward to kiss me on my lips before. We talked much more than was necessary by phone, with both of us instigating superfluous calls. It became exciting.Our flirtations and kidding built gradually. We were "off limits" to each other, and both of us tried to safely navigate from being proper to seeing where it would lead, without being the one to step over the line. Moving that line was actually what we were doing. One day THE line was crossed. At an inpromtu "meet for coffee, just you and me" tryst, I said to her, "Nedra, I. By the time, I realized what’s happening one of his finger was inside. The very touch of it made me come. I trembled vigorously and pressed his hand to my part very hardly. My bangles made noise actually, which was pretty loud and that’s when he panicked. He immediately took out his hand. Lied back on his seat and just closed his eyes.I took a while to let the breath come normal. I hooked back the blouse and readjusted my saree. I was just looking at him and after a while he turned to me and. I don't know about the molecular makeup, but it looked like wheat.There was also a farm wagon, it was for general-purpose use and was pulled by the cattle. It had a metal bed, metal wheels and tires made of a compound that looked like plastic. The braking system was hydraulic with disk brakes on the rear wheels."Where did you get your wagon?" I asked."We traded for it when we first got here," Joy answered.We ate some more of the "grits" for lunch, and also for supper. It was a monotonous diet.I.