I don’t do quickies.I kissed her, licked her, sucked her. I massaged her feet and her ass, her shoulders and her arms. I rubbed my big hard cock acr...ss her smooth skin, until she grabbed it and stuffed it into herself.Then I fucked her for a long time.They had laptops with them, with movies to pass the time. But due to the fuel and power shortage, only the navigation gear was in use. We had to amuse ourselves in other ways.She grunted and hummed, wiggled and squeezed, tickled and kissed. My. I started crying. One of the guys (Guy #2) told, “Why are you crying now darling? Just enjoy”. Immediately 2 of them (Guy #3 and #4) pulled me out of my sari. I kept grabbing on it to keep my dignity. It was ironical that the sari that I was not ready to wear an hour back I wanted to keep it clutched on me. They pulled the sari out of my hands. Then Main Guy came and almost tore my blouse open. He then pulled down the petticoat.Now they all stared at me at my sluttly bra and panty with the ass. .happy, so carefree and honest. I can't chat with my friends in the cafeteria without being interrupted by their howls of laughter. I've never seen so much liveliness clustered in a single place. How I wish I could shut them up for good.Then there's this new guy.He's a mystery.I've interacted once with him on his first day. I wish I had behaved better, instead showing off my bitch persona. He didn't deserve it.He uses aloofness on the exterior as a shield. Underneath his liquid brown eyes,. One among 3 men would like to fuck. About me I come from a small village in Maharashtra. I am a high school drop out. My height is 5 10 and my dick size is 7 inches I am slightly blackish well built personality. About my aunty she had a nice boobs and well built personality an typical Indian aunty. Her sex life was not so good, because my uncle work as a travel guide he was out o home. He used to stay in home for only 2 or 3 days in a month. My aunty lived in Mumbai. She took me firm my village.