I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, and we made way to our place, sweaty, tired, but surprisingly, still full of energy that we could not explain. ...inally we arrived and decided that after this eye-opener, there was no problem in using the deck space to shower together.We washed in blessed silence, a relief after the senseless thumping that k**s call music nowadays. Although we had plenty of space, we bumped against each other occasionally, keeping my deck at full mast all the time. I could. We watched it and stroked as we had to porn many times before, and he told me he had always wanted to fuck her and soon after was cumming telling me hot sexy she was while getting fucked. Days later I told wife about showing him the vid, and at first she was pissed, eventually she got around to "well what did he say" and I told her he really wanted to fuck her. Few months later we were at his place and having a few drinks with he and his wife. She went to bed early, not being an experienced. This will be a continuation to the same so if you haven’t read them, I suggest you do. Please feel free to leave comments or mail me any point of views you may have.A few days passed after our first experience. I was desperate to get Rashmi back to my apartment.Every time I met her in the college corridors, or in class, or in the cafeteria all I could think about was her soft lips, her heaving breasts, her milky white skin turning crimson with my touch and her soft moans when I was inside her.. She was the only woman I’d ever met who was capable of vaginal orgasms. I easily brought her to her first orgasm and I hadn’t even touched her clit yet. My tongue found that special rough area just inside the top of her tunnel. I knew I was getting to her when she began humping my mouth. Meanwhile, she was taking excellent care of me. I knew that she had never tasted semen so I also knew that I had to warn her when I got close and I was there now. “Beth! Beth, I’m going to….” And then.