Mine is a true experience which I will recount now. It was 2 years back. I was born at Naroda near Ahmedabad. I was in Bombay for my college studies. ... already had my elder brother staying at Bombay since about a year. My brother is a Production Engineer & had landed a very good itself. After a few months of we two staying together, we were joined by third one. My brother got married & brought my ‘Bhabhi” to stay with us. She was 23 years old. They been to honeymoon for 1 week & returned to. But students aren’t allowed in this hallway, Samantha thought. And all of the science teachers have left for the day, well except for- She stopped dead in thought. Mr. Jackson, he was supposed to administer my lab test at 3:30 pm, but it’s only- She stopped in mid-thought once again to check the clock in the lab. The clock said that it was 3:34 pm. Oh my God! I must have gotten carried away thinking about Harper while I masturbated and lost track of time. If Mr. Jackson was on time, then he. I mean wide! She was holding them up and out with her hands just under her knees. Her pussy was spread wide open as well. It was a perfect view of her pussy, except for the guy standing there, plunging his penis hard into her. I could look at nothing else.I had never seen people screwing before. I had never really had a good look at a girl's pussy before. And here it was, spread out grossly in front of me. Getting stuffed."Who is it?" one of the other people said. They meant the girl, as the. Luckily, there was no damage to my eyes. I must have had them closed when I crashed into a large mirror standing upright in the rack.I had assorted other bruises on my shoulders, arms and hands from becoming a human projectile. I had no recollection of any of this after seeing the oncoming forklift and its load heading inevitably toward me. Shit! I survive eight years in a maximum security prison without so much as a hangnail. I survive an all out attempt by a hit man. I survive being run down.