The whole ground of the hall wasn’t covered with those tent clothes, instead only half was been covered. He kept on forcing me with his body pressur... to move forward until we reached to the corner of the boundary wall.The corner was bright due to a street light just outside the boundary. There was also a cement bench over there and nothing else. When we reached there, he gave me space and I turned around. As soon as I turned around he pulled my sari edge and started to unbutton my blouse. "I'm sorry too," she admitted. "But not for the reason you think."As I sipped the coffee, and she skewered the frappe with a straw, I wondered what she thought my reason was."This isn't about you, Jack," she muttered."It isn't?"She shook her head. If anything, her hair was more disorganized than yesterday. I did something to me inside that I couldn't quite put a name to. Squeezed something or made it quiver uncomfortably. I really liked this almost mop-haired, almost tomboy look on her. It. She bent at her waist to straighten the two pink bows on both. Once they were center on her thighs she stood up straight. Now she was sexy. When she twirled around to look at her backside she wished she had a pair of Victoria’s wings, she felt absolutely angelic in this outfit. After giving her butt a wiggle she worked her way into her skirt and found a clean shirt to wear. It was still early but she decided to head out anyway. She took her windbreaker and headed for the busstop. There. Again, I felt it coming on me, my body tensing and arching, my arms and legs beginning to shake and quiver as I continued to be filled with cock. And then I felt it. First the cock in my ass, tensing, jerking, twitching and then releasing spurt after spurt of cum into my asshole. And then, immediately after, the cock in my cunt jerked and spurted into my cunt. I was filled by two cocks in two holes and I was a leaking mess. And while all that was going on inside me, my own body started its own.