And after fucking me in missionary position for a long time he pulled his dick out and sprayed all his cum outside on my pussy. His dick was all dripp...ng wet with my juices as he stroked himself to cum all on my pussy.After he came he took an aluminum cup from the side of the bed and collected all his cum in the cup with his fingers. Keeping the cup aside he got me up in doggy style. I felt his still hard dick invading my pussy as he started to fuck me from behind at a higher pace. I kept. They openly discussed what they would do to her while she smiled hopefully.The boy of the slums smirked and waved for her to follow him across the street.Hearing "come", Mrs. was very pleased that these kind boys would help her and said, "Good. I go." She followed him across the street while the other two big boys accompanied her, one on each side of her. Unknown to Mrs., their cocks were quickly hardening at the thought of the unexpected opportunity that had just come their way. They intended. Fiercely we promised to stick together. We hugged, kissed, and dripped tears on each other's shoulders. Sid and I did stay together for several months but each time we made love something was missing. The third member of our love trio was missing. The glue that held us together inseparably was gone.Each time Sid and I made love, it was not in happiness but filled with painful memories of the one we had lost. We eventually went our separate ways. We vowed to remain friends forever and to love. She turned towards me. I saw the lust in her eyes. But she didn’t show anything. Sorry….I told her. “After seeing your navel ….I became hot….sorry Meenakshi….I would have not dreamt about your navel…But…..” I struggled to speak. She was ground looking when I tell all this and slowly she hided her navel by her hip saree. With heavy breath….I went near her…saw her hip….removed her hip saree and saw her deep navel. She suddenly tried to stop my hand…but it didn’t work. I inserted my index finger.