I about died."There," she said, standing up and wiping her hand on her hip. 'That's a beauty." She smiled at me and licked her lips.My cock jerked and...rose even higher, arched up like it usually was, kind of banana shaped."Thanks," said the doctor and she left. Left me standing there with my hard-on sticking out in front of me and pointing at the ceiling. The doctor opened a drawer in his desk and handed me a ruler. "Measure it."I did and handed him back the ruler."Well?" he said.I blinked and. In these 2 years, to be honest enough, we never had sex.We saw each other nude, kissed each other, bathed together, made out, but I never penetrated her because I had a feeling that one fine day, I would marry her and fuck her brains out after that. But, unfortunately, we broke up in the 2nd year of college. And I was very depressed. I actually loved her a lot.It was then, that I visited Calcutta. I had heard about Sonagachi a lot! So, one fine day, I decided to visit the famous brothel. It was. Coming again really wasn't my major priority. I averted my gaze from between her legs. That pussy wasn't going anywhere; I wanted to prolong the anticipation. I fell instead with all my devotions to the splendors of her breasts. Palpitating the soft flesh, moving my mouth on to the hard bud of one nipple until I felt it stiffen under my tongue, then moving over to the other one. Once I'd settled into that rhythm, I began dipping my fingers down into her streaming cleft, returning to smear her. "Heh. I lied. I want you to beg me for it as I fuck you. Beg me for my cock." Oh please, oh please..." Marty murmured."Oh please what, slut?" Roger asked."Fuck me! Oh god, please fuck my ass! Fuck me and don't stop!"Roger started pounding away again. "Keep talking, bitch, or I might suddenly get too tired."Everything that was once a fine, upstanding young man in Marty shattered and fell away, leaving only a cock-hungry whore. "Ram your huge cock into my tight ass, you stud! Fuck the cum out of.