I told mami lot of times to shift to the city where Smriti could get operated but she replied in the negative citing financial crisis. I could underst...nd her point but I surely wanted to help them in any way I could. My mama, when was alive, taught me so many subjects and even given all of the books he had written on Bengali fiction. He wanted to see me get famous and urged me to publish the stories in my name. This strange request timed back just couple of months before his tragic death. It. I locked the door and got completely naked in Suzanne’s office, sitting at her own chair, looking at her porn, while I was jacking off my stiffened dick.I looked in her desk and found some lube oil and hand lotion.So I mixed both liquids and could rub my hard cock faster.I closed my eyes and thought about Suzanne’s delicate hands stroking my hard dick, while I was wrapping her dirty panties around my thick girth. All of a sudden, I burst a full load onto that piece of cloth.I grabbed some. To be honest I had never seen such well-shaped boobs before. We had to control due to the surroundings. We made out regularly after that. One day my friend was going out of the station and his flat was vacant. I knew that this my chance. I called Shreya and she agreed to spend the night with me by giving an excuse at home. She came wearing those tight jeggings in which her ass was popping out and a tightly fitted black t-shirt in which I could see her round boobs. I could not control anymore. Mybest friend, so wise and innocent, the two contradicted each other sowell... but I knew she had probably done things that would crush hersoul when she went back to normal... but why let her return to normalso soon, when I could keep her in her corrupted form for so long... Mybest friend who knew me so well she probably knew if she said thosethings to me, knew I would say 'I wish.' even if I didn't mean it."Kristy... Get over here, get on your knees and open wide..." I saidwith a truly.