After a few seconds of silence, she told me to meet her the next day during lunchtime in her cabin. The next day I rushed to college. While climbing s...airs to reach my classroom I saw her.Standing dressed in a beautiful red color sari facing me, in the distance talking on her mobile phone. She winked at me and bit her lips and slowly and carefully she looked around if someone was there. Then showed me her left side boob and smiled.Her boob is the best thing ever created by god. It was round,. In this case, memories lost their details, and the visceral edge that they came with.“Do you remember your first kill?”“ ... I think so.”“Cool to talk about it?”“It was a hundred years ago. All I have are blurred memories. But, it was ... Viktor had me working a deal with a local crime circle, and I ... no, wait, that’s...” God, the memories, digging them up was painful in an almost literal sense. Internally resolved, externally forgotten. But, he could remember a face. “ ... someone I drank. "Err..Ugh..I'm going to cum! Shit, Im cumming! AHHHHH!" Screamed Rod."Hold on, I am to, Oh, Yes! Im cumming, fuck! Cum, Cum all over yourself!" I replied, panting.I looked over only to see Rod shooting a stream of cum strait into the air. That set me off. I began to cum with the same intensity as Rod. It was the most intense orgasm I ever had. Both of our loads landed on our thighs and stomach. We sit here, trying to catch our breath. I looked over at him and smiled. He returned the favor.. How could she not, after spending another night with the crotch-straps rubbing over her pussy with every small movement and the dildo inside her.He doesn?t care if she orgasms, and she doesn?t really want it either, so she just groans into her gag despaired and degraded. Being taken arouses her physically, but she doesn?t come. And once he is done, the dildo is pushed back into her pussy and the crotch-strap is reapplied.Finally he takes the hood off her head and even wipes some of the sweat.