I have read most of the stories here and now thought it’s time for me to pen down my own. My name is Rahul from Mumbai. I am 25 years old. To be hon...st I am 5.11 feet tall and a few extra pounds. Now let’s get into the story.This story is about my first encounter with my colleague in office 3 years back. Those days I was working in a small office. The whole office had only 4 staffs. 3 main staff including me, 1 peon and our boss. Our boss mostly used to be out for client meets. Our peon was. On the couch we fucked slowly and steadily. Now that we were actually making love it felt incredible, after an almost unbelievable week of build-up. It was stunning to think that just a week before, despite our proximity, neither of us would have imagined that we’d be irresistibly fucking each other in the living room. If Sheri wasn't sick earlier in the week, if I hadn't been naked in bed when she climbed in, perhaps no light would have suddenly gone on in both our heads. That morning had. "Watch me Paul," Tracy says as she's fingering herself furiously, "watch me as you fuck that bitch, use her ass like you used my pussy."I feel the rhythmic thrusting in my ass and keep watching Tracy, unfortunately from my position I can't see her fingering her pussy, although I can see her arm moving. But I can sense that all eyes are staring at her and it is very obvious she is geting close, "mmmmmmmm, yes, yes, yes, keep fucking her, use her ass, yes watch me, you can't touch me, but watch. .. disagreement.”“Your father hit you?” Jacob asked, rushing forward to hold him. Taylor backed up.“Don’t. I’m not hurt, but I might start bleeding again if you squeeze me wrong.”The hell with that, I’ll take my chances,” Jacob said, wrapping his arms around him.“If your parents hit you, we should definitely call the police!” Ruth insisted.Taylor sighed, settling into Jacob’s hug. “No, as I said, there was a single punch thrown in the heat of anger. This wasn’t abuse, we had a ... scene.”.