A small background about me. This is Raj 33 from Bangalore 5’11”. This is my 6th story on this site. I am writing for almost a year. This incident...happened very recently.I am a normal looking Tamil guy working in Bangalore. This time I am here to describe one of my recent experience with a girl who joined my company recently. Her name is Usha. She is basically from Mangalore. But brought up in Mumbai. She did her studies in Bangalore and she speaks good Tamil.Initially, I didn’t have much. Carl groaned deep, feeling his dick twitch. He was too close, and his big chest was rising and falling before his eyes. Beyond, his cock continued to ooze a precum that made his hand slick, and his grasp slurped quietly on his big size. Still he let his other hand stroke and toy with his nuts, careful not to be too rough. His hand experienced with himself from years of practice. Nothing was better than this. No one knew better about getting him off than himself. Was it true that Cesar had. No action, nothing.“I can’t wait to leave this hole and to go explore the whole continent, Dyn! Can you imagine me? From Quella-Rah, the smallest town of all, all the way to Laevapolis, Tempest’s cultural capital! I’m finally going to live a little.” Brittanya seemed embarrassed to talk that way about her home, but couldn’t hide how she felt. She knew her thoughts would hurt her friend, but she didn’t care anymore. After all, she didn’t have any intentions to see him again after that night. Previously tight muscles went limp as the first climactic wave released her, and Greg jerked his head from between her legs.“Damn,” he chuckled after catching his breath.Vanille jolted from the cooler air kissing her hot pussy, setting off another wave of pleasure. Untouched, she continued to come, panting for breath and whimpering for what felt like an eternity. At last, her orgasm settled into aftershocks.She was dripping with sweat and still twitching when David said, “Eiffel Tower, dude,”.