When she wore jeans and top she would easily pass of as a college girl. That day I remained out most of the time and returned in the evening. She scol...ed me for being out most of the time knowing that she was alone and also it was cold outside. She said she has made chicken and when I want my dinner she would make chapatis. I told her it was bit too early for dinner.We sat on a bed under the quilt and started watching tv she asked me about hostel life and if I had any girl friend she asked me. He was exuding pre-cum something awful, my butt hole and his cock was making all types of wet slurping sounds as Jerome sexed my anus. Tears flowing from my eyes, I could only make whimpering sounds like a love sick puppy seeking it's master. Jerome had worked his forearms and hands up under my body and had me in a prone full nelson. Both his hands clasped behind my head keeping me from scooting away from his savage penis as it sunk deeper and deeper into my bowels. With each thrust of Jerome. Then after a week she came to my place, it was small apartment and i used to share it with my friends, as i was busy working. my friend came and told that she came , i took her to my room and we had coffee and were talking for some time, my friends understood and went out, without disturbing us, we were alone in the room, and slowly i took her in my arms and started kissing , she too was hot and did not object, slowly i was fondling her boobs and my hands were working fast to remove our. She knocks lightly on his door before entering. He is laying in bed, watching Patrice walk towards him. She kneels down next to his bed. “Sorry for walking in on you, I should have knocked. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I know that young guys do that, so I should have know better. Did you finish off after I left?”Blushing a little, Peter nods. “Have you jerked off tonight sweetie?” “Yes I did” he replies.“Where did you cum?”“On my chest and stomach!” Patrice slides her fingers under.