” Then I placed my left hand and caressed her cunt gently. She gave a gasp. A second later she told something that surprised me. I was very much...loved by three women. Then often talked about me. Mala, Padma and Saroja. All are mothers. They were really cross at my parents for beating me and constantly criticizing me. As she said all these things I regained full erection. She took my cock in her hand and whispered: “you want to put this in Padma’s?€ I gently inserted my middle figure. She nodded and I noticed her arms were tremblinq around my neck. "ok." she said. I kissed her and licked my hand and lubed my dick with my hand. I slowly quided my dick into her pussy. she tiqhtened her qrip around my neck and I went slower, not wantinq to hurt her. once I reached her hymen I was a little happy because she actually still had her hymen but I hesitated. "keep.... qoinq" she qasped. I pushed my whole dick into her and her hymen broke. she cried out. it was like she was qettinq. Main chaahta to use sikhaane ke liye puch sakta tha par meri akal to dekho.“Ok. Par kuch naa samjhe to?”“To hum college mein to milte rahenge. Kabhi bhi puch lena.”Usne haan kaha aur mere notes ko apne bahon mein bhar ‘thanks’ keh kar nikal gayi aur main wahin khada dekhta reh gaya mano paralyzed ho chuka tha.Dusre din jab wo notes waapas karne aayi to usne kahan“Bura mat manna par tumhari handwriting badi kharab hai. Main notes copy nahi kar payi.” Ek to madad karo aur upar se ye suno par na. I took the rest of the day off. There were four major TV stations in the Philadelphia area that served three states. There were three smaller stations in the surrounding towns. It took an hour to drive to Philly. Three out of the four stations were more than happy to hear about the cease and desist order, and two of them even taped interviews with me. I pulled no punches, and unfortunately had to paint my wife with the same brush that I painted Hoffman with. The TV station, that wasn't.