Because of our Indian tradition or you can say it as a cultural impact.We hardly get any chance to mix up with girls especially in all small towns in ...ur country. Frustration and helplessness were killing our high urge to have sex and at same time we were so excited all the time about fucking and sex gossip about any girl. We just wanted to lose our virginity even we used to masturbate by thinking fucking girls of our class and senior girls. Watching porn was the best way to masturbate when we. “No need to phone anyone, we’ll soon fix that wheel. You do have a spare don’t you?”I jumped from the car and gave Levi the keys so that he could get the spare from the trunk. “Fuck they were hunks of men.” My mind was racing as I watched them bend over and do the work. I could feel one of those black cocks slide into my pussy. I could imaging the spunk filling me. I could taste the cum from Steve’s cock as he filled my mouth. Todd’s jism sticking to my tits.“All done,” announced, waking me. James stared in suspended belief, shaking his head with the broadest grin I’d ever seen emblazoned across his flushed face.“What a nasty slut I’ve been!” still giggling “They fucked me so good in my pussy and ass and will do so again next week!” I smiled revealing the repeat performance to my husband.“Who’s idea was it to handcuff you to the stairs covered in fresh spunk?” James enquired.“It was their idea. I just went along with it as it sounded really naughty!” I giggled “The key is hanging. "You don't say much."I just looked at Ray. He shook his head and sank back into himself, mumbling. I decided then and there that the man on the old T.V. show was right. Trust no one. As far as I could see, I was well and truly fucked. Unlike humans, these fuckers are organized. Everything they do has a purpose. What do you do when you don't have a clue? Damn, if I know.What do I know? I am in a different dimension. I am surrounded by fuckers to whom I am nothing but a bug. I am in a cell with.