All my plan had backfired, and I really became afraid. I quickly hid behind the curtains. I heard Raj’s voice from behind the curtains.Raj – “He... miss, there is no need to be afraid, I am Raj, Sunil’s friend, and this is my friend Karan, we are here for Sunil.”I was afraid and didn’t utter a word. Raj repeated himself. I gathered some courage and replied saying I am Sunil. Now it was their turn for surprise. For some moment there was Complete silence. Then I heard Karan voice for the first. Every throb of your cock as it reaches my furthermost depths is met with an echoing throb of my muscles tightening around it. Rocking first downwards grinding slowly against you hips your moans sweet to my ears I watch your body shifting under me trying so desperately to keep me close as I begin to withdraw even more slowly. Lifting until I can feel the slight tug of your head trying to draw back through the tight muscle inside of me, I rock my hips just slightly the muscle stroking the base of. We stopped kissing, and he took me by the hand to a nearby blanket that was conveniently laid out in a private spot. (I was inexperienced but not stupid I knew precisely what he wanted.)I thought to myself, is this the guy I have been waiting for to take my virginity.Being a little high and wanting to experience sex for the first time, I decided to go for it.He pulled down my panties and pointed to the blanket as he pulled out his cock.I laid down on the blanket he plunged his cock into my. It's not art: Alex agrees. Oh, there's artistry in fine image processing, don't get me wrong. But my thing is recreating reality the way I see it, not the way someone took a picture and I scanned... Creating something new. For me, that's art. I do it with a computer. I don't know one end of a pencil from another, as they say... I've had enough. I'm out of here."The three of them left the sauna through the outside door and showered in the fresh air. When they were cooled off, they went inside.