. . I can't take it . . . let me catch my breath . . . please . . . not another climax . . . I'm cumming so hard it hurts . . . please, another orgasm...will destroy me . . . I can't take another . . . oh please have mercy . . .”Your eyes slowly blink, as you can now make out the desperate husky cries of a woman panting for breath, though your vision fails to return.“You should have thought of that before you tried to get revenge on me!” A manly baritone growl cruelly cuts the frantic pleas of. Eight rings. Nine rings. Ten rings.I was about to hang up when the answering machine picked up.“You’ve reached the Rogers. Please leave a message,” a pleasant older male voice repeated. It was Mel’s dad’s voice.“Um, hi, this is Jake Parker. I’m sorry to call, but I haven’t heard from Melody, and I’m really worried about her. Could you please have her give me a call when she can? Thanks...”I hung up the phone not feeling much better than I had before I dialed. But at least I did something. I did. He gasped softly at the unexpected sight before him. It was a wide clearing, the grass was verdant and lush and the area was carpeted by small jewel-like flowers in a thousand colours, their sweet, heady scent perfuming the air. Some of the bushes around the edge of the clearing were laden with fruit. Blueberries hung fat and juicy, glimmering a dark blue reminiscent of lapis lazuli. Strawberries hung like small rubies, so succulent-looking that he could almost taste them on his tongue. There. And by that time, again my tool got erected after I touched her soft hands. She didn’t say anything when I touched her palm and crossed my fingers along with hers. She was very much depressed and was silent.As I am fond of beautiful girls and it was a long time for me, I have not been fucking Twinkle, as she went to her native and settled there for the last 2 months. I was waiting for someone whom I could fuck. And after seeing Sudha, again my mind was out of control and was willing to fuck.