The hands now have my zipper for my skirt in their hands and I feel it zip down and my skirt is being slipped off and I lift up to help it off. I am n...w naked from my tits to my white lace thong and I have only been in the house ten minutes. Fuck, I love this place. I look down expecting to see Karla’s hands rubbing my pussy through my thong, but these are the hands of a man. I stop what I am doing and spin around to see a young, hung young man with the biggest cock I have ever seen in my life.. Though she had naturally noticed he was quite fit and handsome, seeing him in all his glory left her stunned. A shiver ran through her as she drank in the sight of his defined muscles, lightly haired chest, and impressive member.That obviously runs in the family, she absently thought as she watched his hand pump up and down his cock.He had one hand behind his head on the pillow, which only served to emphasize his hard, young physique. Nera’s cheeks flushed as she reached down to press her. Faizabad”, I lied. And this triggered the conversation among us. I commented on the deserted train and they told me it is usually like this. They were nice, talking to me in a gentle way. I found their names were Manish Khanna the elder one, Mayank Khanna the younger. Our conversation changed to girls and then sex. Since the two guys were elder than me I asked them have they ever enjoyed sex, and the answer was, yes. Mayank asked me that if I have some porn movies, I nodded and handed my mobile. . . or, in other words, Sarda was suggested to get impregnated by another male from their closer circle or a surrogate stranger.A few weeks later one day [early June 2012] Anirban incidentally came across his school-day buddy Amit Kishku in the metro-train. This Kishku was a tribal guy — Saantal by race — who had been Anirban’s room-mate also in the hostel. Swarthy tall and healthy, Kishku was Anirban’s bosom friend in school. In fact, it was Amit who had instilled the practice of ‘watching the.