"I'll be sure to say hello next time."Katie giggled, causing me to nearly roll my eyes. That was, until Iturned my attention back to the taller brothe... and realized that hisattention was completely focused on me."Did you pass?"I blinked up at him. "Excuse me?" Your Trig exam? The one you were running late for yesterday." Oh!" my face ignited into a flamb? of embarrassment. "Uh, yeah. I'mpretty sure I did." She's more than pretty sure," Katie added reaching out to pat me lightlyon the shoulder.. And then it happened ... he had shoved his dick deep into my ass, and the pain was horribly intense, a pain I had never felt before in my life. I begged him to pull out. Instead, he pushed my head down on top of the desk and continued to stroke his dick in and out of me, ignoring my begging him to stop. It hurt so much that I almost cried out for help. Finally, he DID pull out. I turned and swung to slap him. “Man that shit hurt like a mother fuck!” He grinned. “Come on, Gerald, let’s give it. I was right in front of him now. In his deep and rustic voice, he said,"Hey there pretty lady. My name is Frankie. Yours?" Cole? What? Who the fuck is Cole? And That's all I basically remember from that night. I got too drunk I guess. When I looked through my texts I saw a new contact labeled "Frankie" and a message that said:"Hey gorgeous. Come over my house this Thursday night." with his address. I can't believe it. We texted all week with anticipation of Thursday. And maybe we sexted a. Main – to tum ghar jakar time pass ke liye kya karte ho ?(yahan main aapko ek baat bata dun ki Rohit ka pariwar dusre sahar ka rahne wala hai , aur yahan ek kiraye ke kamre me akela rehta haiRohit – kuch nahi ghum – phir ke ya kitabein padhkar jaise taise time kat jaata hai.Main- ghar walon ki yaad to aati hogi?Rohit- haan aati to hai par kya karun kaam ke karan saal me do ya teen baar hi jaa pata hoon.Main – are lagta hai maine tumhe gharwalon ki yaad dilakar tumhe dukhi kar diya I am.