Or, in other words, Sarda was suggested to get impregnated by another male from their closer circle or a surrogate stranger.A few weeks later one day ...early June 2012] Anirban incidentally came across his school-day buddy Amit Kishku in the metro-train. This Kishku was a tribal guy — Saantal by race — who had been Anirban’s room-mate also in the hostel. Swarthy tall and healthy, Kishku was Anirban’s bosom friend in school. In fact, it was Amit who had instilled the practice of ‘watching the. I reached my house, but want to keep the element of surprise, I stopped a few meters before my house. Grabbing the bouquet of flowers, I made my way towards the house. I reached the door and putting the bouquet under my arms I put my hand in the pocket to remove the key. “Yes, bitch! Show me that ass of yours.” I froze. The voice came from the top floor which happens to be our bedroom. “Come closer. Get on your fours!” I dared not reached any conclusion unless I have seen things for myself. I. I could feel the corner of my mouth twitching in response. It was an utterly ludicrous scene.I’m genuinely not sure how long we’d have stood like that, but thankfully Mal took charge of the situation. He pulled back ever so slightly so that his softening cock slid out of me and gripped both my arms behind my back.“The way I see it, Angel, you have two options here. Option 1, you go get showered, Dan and I will watch our little pre-club show and we’ll be out of your hair before you’re squeaky. We cuddled and kissed with us falling back onto my bed. My stocking clad legs were wrapped around his waste as we continued to kiss. His hand was rubbing my bulge in my panties. He then stopped pulled my white knickers off with one of my pantie legs catching round my ankle. I wrapped my black stocking legs around his waist again and as we kissed tenderly once more he guided his cock to my awaiting bum hole.Holding my arse checks apart I allowed my old lover to guide his cock head into my.