” Preeti defended.“I am sure Ayush knows all about it.”“I think so too. She used to tell me how horny she felt ever since they started fucking... Ayush couldn’t keep his hands off her. If you look at their pictures from back then, he always held her by her waist, pulling her into himself.”“I remember those pics. He was crushing her waist folds with his hands. I am sure he fucked her like a fuck doll. Especially after waiting for so long.”“When we talked on the phone back then, she used to tell me. Again he stopped. His hand was removed from my underwear abruptly and he brought his hand up to his mouth and sucked on his fingers. My body was now in turmoil. My pussy throbbed as he had brought me to the point before climax for the second time. What was he doing to me? Did he do that on purpose or was he just inexperienced? I let out a sigh and shook my head in disappointment. I was also disappointed in myself for letting myself feel this way. My body was so confused. I was turned on and hot. " she said. "I do, real ale mostly, but, I do like my wine, I would like a decent wine cellar if money was no object.” "Now, you've surprised me there," she said. "How do you mean?" I asked. "I thought you were a bit rough and ready." "Oh thanks, stereotyped again," I said. "No, sorry, it's just that, well, you know.” "It's okay, I get it all the time, people think that because I work on cars for a living that I'm your typical bloke, but I like all sorts, you could say I'm a bit. He pressed the pointed tip between my well lubricated, swollen cunt lips, smiled that sweet smile, and pushed forward slowly. I could feel the hard shaft stretching my opening, squeezing inside, filling me up. I thought I was going to die. It hurt so bad it brought tears to my eyes. I looked up at his face as he sank deeper into my willing, tight cunt. His eyes hardened. The corners of his forehead grew lumps, distorting his handsome features. Small horns emerged from the lumps. They seemed to.