When I started college Raquel and I broke up. We’d had a rough relationship. We argued a lot. Premarital sex was a temptation in my religion. And as...much as I liked it, I wanted to be good, I wanted to be good like my father was good. I wanted to obey the scriptures. When the end came I wanted to enter heaven. But more often than not my desire for Raquel overrode my desire for eternal life. Of course this was during our sexual encounters. After sex, even before my orgasm was finished, the. We used to study together sometime and we do fulfill our physical needs together. She used to post stories here about us. We had a very happy life. But later we got separated because of the job posting.One day, after reading her stories, one girl named Arushi (name changed) reached out to her and asked her about sexual life and about me. When she came to know that I am in Bangalore, she asked for my email id to my friend. I got Arushi’s email on my birthday. Initially, I thought this was a. Sand plastered and dripping, goosebumped arms clutched to their sides, even Lily's little pebbles were standing at frozen attention! And Jessica's sweet rockets were pointedly straining the wet, wrinkled fabric of her thin t-shirt, that was almost completely transluscent with seawater!Bess 'n Jessica had nowhere to go. They were locked out of their house until their Mom got home from work. The shower was Lily's instant idea! And all I had to do was agree that I could find 'something' for the. "Where is your asshole?" Just feel in front of you," she directed. "You can't miss it."She was right. It was gaping like a miniature tunnel between her severely spread buns. Kneeling in front of me, her open butt was right in my face.Working expertly with the gushing hose, even though I couldn't see, I moved the nozzle down the cleft of her spread cheeks. When the tip of the hose suddenly surged forward about an inch. I knew I had penetrated her asshole."Work it in!" she cried. "Really work it.