I always knew that Riya had some kind of desires in her but could never show it out due to her Conservative parents. She at times would just say that ...ow she wished she could have a life just like mine. She wished she could party go out with her friends till late and at times she would even say that she missed having a guy in her life. I knew a lot of guys proposed her. My family is a bit in contrast to hers. The story is way back when Riya was 22years. I was in the final year of my Coarse and. In the end, there really wasn't much question of her decision.--------------He had just finished filling the save-game slot when he looked aroundbewildered. He found himself in an unfamiliar body in an unfamiliar room.It was a college dorm room, with pictures of large-breasted women sellingbeer and cars, a messed-up twin-size bunk bed and various books scatteredabout. He had memories of being a patch-work woman, lost in a lonelyHell, drinking herself to oblivion, but was now here, a healthy. Then he made slightly bigger thrusts and then longer ones and so on until he was virtually fully withdrawn before hurling himself the whole thing back into her. I could hear the slap of their bodies and most exciting I could hear how wet she was, the slurping from between her legs was clearly audible. She began to ride him too, he stopped thrusting but propped himself up and I could see her hips forcing themselves up and down his huge staff. She was fucking him from underneath, riding that huge. I did my best to listen in to see if any of them were my wife but so far none of them were her. I had gotten down to the last bedroom door and it was partly opened. I heard voices as I peeked in to see if it possibly could be her. Lo and behold there was my wife on the bed with her swimsuit top pulled up over the top of her beautiful tits. On top of her was Jake who I thought would have been my last choice for her to fuck. Jake had his 18 year old hands all over my wife’s tits as he sat naked.