The story which I am going to narrate is 100% true and genuine. I don’t like fictions and I don’t want my readers to read something which is ficti...n and not a true story.This story is dated back to December 1999 when I was studying engineering. We went to Jaipur for the wedding of my cousin brother. There was this lady called Anjali whom I met for the first time. She was a distant relative and she had come for the wedding. Jaipur was her home town and she used to stay in the same house on the. He walks up to the bed and sticks his cock in and begins to fuck my face so hard and fast and deep making me gag everytime he goes balls deep smakcing me in the face with his huge balls he climbs on top and is fucking my fave harder and deeper. He Finally pulls out and puts his balls in my mouth and is rubbing his throbbing hard cock so damn fast and pulls back and explodes all over my face and chest shooting 15-20 streams of cum all over. He is shaking so hard and puts his cock back in my. “Slow down!” Slow down? I was horny as hell and she wanted me to slow down? She turned into a drive way of a brick house just a few blocks from where I lived. The garage door opened and she drove straight into the garage. The door closed behind us and she turned off the car. She silently reached over and put her hand on the rise in my jeans. The only light was the dome light of the car. She unzipped my jeans and dug for my cock. Finding what she wanted, she wasted no time in going down on me.. ” Fuck, I said “she’s.” “OH, SHE IS, IS SHE! - Jimmy’s got himself a girlfriend he’s planning on seeing tonight!” The other kitchen workers chimed in their own brand of juvenile male humor. “Jimmy, is she hot?” “Jimmy, does she give head?” “Does she swallow, Jimmy?” They were just giving me shit, but little did they know these are things I might actually find out about our customer they just made a pizza for not even an hour ago. “She’s just a friend guys” I said, figuring I shouldn’t keep.