When the school year started I could never have guessed that my senior year would be the roller coaster ride it had been. But with a smile, I knew tha... I wouldn't have changed a thing. Except maybe... I laughed to myself. No, it wouldn't have been right to date Gail Carson just to get a look inside her sweater. Some things would just have to remain a mystery. I had won a far greater prize, in any case.The sound of everyone around me clapping brought me out of my reverie, and I looked back up to. And we remained good friends and each others well-wishers; he was the reason behind my success, my job, my exams and everything. He had a great influence on my whole personality.Then finally I was matched with a guy, and I really liked him. We got married and I loved each and every event and moment of our marriage, our family time, the whole event itself, it was memorable and cherishing one. This was my journey; no journey is short and so is mine. Zahid remained a good buddy and now he finally. "You like my cock inside you, you slut," hissed."No, Take it out. You don't have a rubber on," she moaned,"That is correct. I'm going to fill you up with my cum. Tell that to your secret lover," I snarled.Finally, I was unable to hold out any longer. I knew my orgasm was approaching."Are you ready, you office slut? I'm going to fill you up," I said through clenched teeth."No", she begged as her legs locked around my hips.Shortly afterwards I let loose inside her and gave a deep grunt as my. May be it was going to rain. I lay on my bed again and closed my eyes. The images of mysister being fucked by Shafiq came back to my mind. I dont know how long I slept.I woke with a start as I felt a female hand brushed my thigh. It was Simran fresh after a bath, a towel round her fair femalr figure and her white tit flesh a treat to a lusty pair of eyes. She smiled at me as her hand snaked towards my rising cock through my towel,”How did you like it?” she asked. ” What are you talking about?”.