I don’t know what happened to her, she called me after 5 min and asked to check the video that she has sent. U won’t believe guys, she had sent he... nude video which she had taken. During the video, she was calling me to come and fuck her. She was talking like, “Sachin Yena, please mala Jhavana(Come Sachin, please fuck me)”.I called and appreciated for what she did and finally decided to meet for a sex. She called me the next day and told me to come to her friend’s home(Her friend knew about me). He said, almost proudly, “No you haven’t.” “Yes, I have.” I replied. “Show me” he said. “How?” I asked.He told me, “Take my cock.” I asked, “You want me to fuck you?” “Yes,” he said. I thought what the hell. I think he was surprised when I climbed on the bed and straddled his legs. I slide up a little and his cock seemed huge now and I wondered if I could take it. I had it between my legs, pressing with my pussy against his belly. I could feel the heat from it and wanted it. I. All was going well, keeping things under wraps, until she shifted her weight, settling her delicious bare ass right against my cock. I bit my lip, trying to will my erection away. This worked for a few minutes, until she decided she had something to say.She raised her head and looked at me, eyes glassy, lips swollen and pouty. "Papi, I'm sorry. I'll try to be a good girl from now on, ok?"I looked at her hard, wanting to believe her. Good girl? If only she knew just how good she looked at that. From a religious perspective he believed that making a baby with Mara was, ultimately, a good thing, not a bad thing. With a prostitute, he said, they always washed out the man's sperm; and that, he said, was most definitely not the right thing to do. Sperm, for Omar, was like an investment, like it is when you plant a seed in the soil and have a crop that will sustain you in later years. It was the same, to his way of thinking, with his sperm. It should "go for something", he said, something.