“She’s a player. She’s never serious about any futa she’s with. Or maybe I should say that she’s only serious about trying to get into their...panties.”“She didn’t talk about all the futa tonight,” Sammy replied. “She only talked about you. Did it ever occur to you that maybe she flirts with other futa to make you jealous?”“Not seriously, no,” Jamie admitted.“Well, think about it,” Sammy said as she left the living room. She disappeared down the hall only to pop her head back through the doorway. My story is about when I was doing my studies here in Hyderabad. I was living a bachelor life in my aunt house with another friend who used a run a mess service and that was her livelihood for her family. Lets name her Suzy (name changed). Suzy was mother of two and had a husband who was into bakery business and drinking most of the time. So you can guess by now I doubt she was getting any. Suzy was only 5ft 2inches and when I used to talk to her it felt like I was talking to a k**. She had all. My hands were at his bulge again, quickly undoing his pants and pulling them down. I moaned softly as I pulled his dick out and wrapped my hands around it, imagining what it would feel like slipping into me. One of his hands played with my nipples through my dress, making me moan into his mouth. The other slipped beneath my skirt again, and I felt him groan as he felt how soaked my panties were. I pulled away from him slightly, moving to get down on my knees. His hands were in my hair again,. Then there is another. I watch in silent awe for a few minutes, just me and the Dragon to share in the wonder. Turning I place a hand on her shoulder and wake her. ‘What…what?’ ‘It’s starting.’ I say softly. She gives a nasally snort. ‘So? You woke me for it? I would have just as soon as slept. I’m going to get my hair done…hair and nails done tomorrow. I could use the sleep.’ I lay back down and look up at the Dragon. I almost swear he winks at me. It starts suddenly like it always does..