She was an avid reader of sex stories and was getting impatient to experience it firsthand once she met Ajay on an online chat portal and the two hit ...ff instantly both of them were from Mumbai, had a lot of common likes and dislikes and shared similar fantasies. The two used to often have sex chats online and their relationship started to blossom. However, Ritika was impatient to experience it rather than imagine it. Ajay too started to like Ritika and once casually asked her if she would care. The look of a man who sees something he likes. So, who is she?” “Who is who?” I asked, still a little confused. Then it dawned on me. I had been staring at Jeanne's ass, and Sami caught me. Sami giggled. “You're a lousy liar. You can't put on a poker face to save your ass. I'm talking about the woman you were just talking to, the woman whose butt you were drooling over when she walked away just now. Who was she?” I replied, feeling myself blush, “Oh, you mean Jeanne? I wasn't drooling. I don't. His tongue went up and down my slit and deep into my pussy as he licked it all over and soon he got me to come. Then he got up and got between my legs to fuck me. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my little slit....I was so wet. Then just as he was about to push his cock into my pussy I wriggled and quickly slid out from under him. There was no way I wanted to let this old guy fuck me. He looked surprised and I knew I had to do something for him, so I quickly knelt down in front of him. Too much booze. Too many cigarettes and cigars. The sausage alone should have killed him a long time ago. Harry promised silently to do better hence forward. He knew it was just a case of being frightened of his own mortality. Maybe a bullet behind the ear or a quick shove off a railway platform was a better way to go. The choices were not very appealing in either direction.Oscar didn't recognize him.He thought Harry was the police come to arrest him for some long forgotten transgression. He.