Her fantasy was real now. She was being ravished; she was being taken and used. Her hands were bound behind her back, and the tall, muscular black mal... that had paid her a visit earlier was fucking her and using her for his pleasure. She screamed, and she shouted as orgasm after orgasm hit her. She yelped at the firm hand slapping her thigh hard, and she yelled back at him every time he called her a whore and a fuck slut. Then, when the pounding came to a halt, she lay still and silent. “We should have done this years ago,” Kerry said, her head nestled into my shoulder. We were laying on the sofa in the lounge room. “Yes but did we dare? “ I reflected on her statement from the previous evening, “And since when did you start fantasizing about such things?” I asked. Kerry thought about it for a moment. “Remember that apartment we shared after selling the old house?” she asked. I nodded. “Well you were never too good at closing the door to your room.” “Ah, well it would never. Rani or oski ek ladki donohi Nagpur me rhete hai Oski ladki kariban 7 saal ki hai Rani hamesh mujse apniHarek bat sheare karti thi or mujse ekdam khulkar bate karti thi ek din rani ne muje pucha ki mari koi girl friend hai kya mai thoda socha me pad gya ki ye kya puch rhi hai mai thoda sharmaya to rani bolne lagi Sharma kyu rheHo to mujse to mai ne nahi me apni garden hhilae to wo hasne lagi or boli jut mat bolo to mai ne kha sahi me meri gf nahi hai to rani boli tum etne ache ho tume koi mili. So me unk sath agle din subah 4. 30 wali bus se chala gaya. Hum waha karib 11 am pe pahoch gye waha mene mausi ke ladke ko call kiya hume bus stop se receive karne ke liye. Wo aaya fir hum log ghar aaye mene mausiji-mausaji ke pair chue uske bad naha ke khana kha ke me so gaya kyunki me kafi thak gaya tha safar me.. Meri neend karib 4 pm pe khuli or jese hi meri aankhe khuli mene dekha bahar ek cute si ladki bethi hai me muh-hath dho k bahar gaya waha mene use dekha or dekhta hi reh gaya kya.