The force of my thrusts drove her forward with each powerful shove, and at first I held her hips and pulled her back onto me. Eventually, however, af...er I’d lost count of how many times she’d cum, I pushed her forward onto her stomach, closing her legs. This position made G feel even tighter and allowed me to drive myself ever deeper into her. Each thrust left me nestled tightly against her cervix. G moaned as I fucked her hard and deep, my face mere inches from hers as I covered her with my. “NO. Not that” I cried. “Why? You only wanted it” he said. “Yes. I want it even now. But don’t open me with your finger. I want your manhood to do it. For the love for you, I will bear the pain” I replied. “It will hurt Yogitha” he said. “I want that hurt, and I want to remember it all my life and never to forget who made me a woman” I answered. This time, when he came down he licked me for a long, long time and then as he lifted his head, he saw my clitoris in full bloom like a rose bud. He. I stood there silently, looking down at her face as she lay there, her expression peaceful and a hint of a smile touching her lips. When I judged that her breathing had returned to nearly normal I reached down, gently pulled the crotch of her panties aside again and slowly withdrew the marker from her pussy. Her eyes flickered open and the first thing they focused on was the marker, wet and glistening with her juices, held in front of her face.She gazed at it for a long moment, then up at me.. I had a very bad breakup with the one i loved as it ended on a very bitter note. I got over it somehow in a year and had to set things on track in order to follow my dreams. I just made a choice and never looked back. But this story is all together a different one which involves a very good friend of mine named “Pooja”. I’ve known her for quite a sometime. She was very well informed about my love story and the aftermath of the same. She is not a virgin. She loved a guy during her college days..