... PAM!!! Of fuck yeah!” and by the look on his face I could tell he was about to blow his load. Just as Imraan was going to cum he yelled “Paam,...ahhhh... I’m gonna cum… ohhhhh fuck… I’m Cum!” I then kneel in on the side of them and placed my right hand on Pamela’s bent over back and my left hand on Imraan’s sweaty, tight chest. A few pumps later his body was shaking and he pulled out and his cum sprayed a lil on Pam’s back, all over the ass crack and even in her hole, some cum flew onto. It was a posh thing to do at that time.There were two girls in my group. As you know the friendship dynamics, once was beautiful and hot and the other average. All freshers were after the beautiful one. Her name is Vrinda and she was hot. Fair, short startured, voluptious. Breast sizes to die for. And she loved to dress up, make up, lipstick and the full works. One day in colourful tight churidar, next day in half saree exposing her sexy midriff. Ufff. Everyday coming to the office just to see. “You really like bigger girls?” His reply to that was “No, honey, I LOVE big girls.” I was smiling the biggest smile of my life and never wanted someone to fuck me so bad in my life. “There’s something about the curves of a big girl. A nice big round ass. Tits that go on for days. I love them. The way they smell, the way they taste. I love everything about them." My nipples were hard, my clit was throbbing, my panties were soaked. I couldn’t stand it anymore, and slid my hand inside my. But everyone also has the real personality that they are terrified to let the world see. There is the confident, possibly arrogant businessman, who is really a scared child. There is the pious church leader with his porn stash and trips to the prostitutes. There is the shy and conservative housewife who writes erotic stories and grabs her dido as soon as her husband and children are out the door. I can see these people for who they really are. I can see the person they don’t want anyone else to.