He opened his mouth to speak, then hesitated, his mouth closing as his brow furrowed, drinking in the sight.Helena wasn’t dressed as she had been wh...n he had arrived, her alluring but modest coverage signifying her as the mistress of the house, instead, she wore a shirt. The Princes shirt. It ran long on her, hiding her virtue, but he was sure it was all she wore. She had a dishevelled look to her hair and by the rings under her eyes, she had barely slept.“He… The Prince. He picked you?” he. I was amazed at this change that happened in a night. She came closer to me and asked me “how I am looking?” I was unable to speak out anything coz my eyes were glued on her deep cut top from where I can see her breasts partially oogling out. That was sufficient enough to make my 7 inch long to have hard-on. She could have clearly noticed my bulge in the pant if I didnt have covered it with my helmet. This time she sat very near to me and was bent in such a way that all the time my back was. 2 – Anatomy Was asked, tonight, ‘How do you do the things you do?’ Got to thinking about it, haven’t really done that in a while. Like a guy who goes to work in a shirt and tie everyday–don’t think about why I do it, just do. Wouldn’t take the question seriously, but Artie asked it and Artie always did right by me. Deserved serious consideration. Hard to hang out with good people, still want to do horrible things to every last one of them. Still have daydreams about the two girls in ’66. Still. Thanks a lot for your feedback. Any new readers can read my previous stories here.So just like I said in the previous stories, Bindu changed my sex life. She took my virginity but she wasn’t my first lust. I used to fantasize about a lot of women. Neighbors, aunts, cousins, teachers, etc. I got to have sex with some of them too.After having the paradise with Bindu and Neha for a long time, the first pussy I got to fuck was one of my cousin’s. Her name is Kavana. Bindu and Neha had left after.