The girl didnt refuse to accept him and she didnt pull away. Holding his breath the Satyr clutched her hips with his hands and pushed. He pressed hard...r and harder until he sensed the flesh surrendering ground, accepting his cock inside. With the first penetration, he paused and brought his hand around to the girls clit. She groaned quietly but did not cry out. Her thighs trembled when the head of his cock entered her. It was amazing. Amazing and alien, the stretching, the heat and the feel of. He was a bit too surprised to find milk in his mouth. Vansh ransacked pooja’s pocket and found tabs of motilium, a drug to increase lactation. Harshdeep sucked as if he were a child till he made her dry. While harshdeep was sucking, vansh was fingering her cunt. During the act, pooja only raised her hands a few times as if in pain, too drunk even to open her eyes. She could not realize that she was being raped by two of his classmates. It was then, when they heard a creaking noise. Manya was. He considered pulling his shirt out to hang over his crotch, but that would only draw attention to it. He turned back to the table. At lease then his back was to the door. By the time he had jotted down the final figures, she had returned, a cardboard box held before her with several bulky box files loosely thrown into it. “Excellent!” she beamed. “You were quick, weren’t you?” “It wasn’t too hard,” he mumbled. Oh, shit, of all the phrases to use. “I, er, I’ll get the stepladders.” Making sure. How alien the whole situation must have felt to my dear wife. Sandra put out her hand which he took, full in the knowledge that she would likely be spending the night with this man later.'I'm Jamal' he said touching his chest, his voice composed but pausing mid sentence to find his words. He liked her. Maybe he saw full well how the elegant western lady wasn't yet the slut he had expected and that excited him.'Pleased to meet you Jamal. My name's Sandra. I'm Adam's wife' she replied in a.