I am at a bar with all of my closest friends, having the time of my life. I'm pretty drunk, but still able to function perfectly well. 2 am rolls arou...d and I say goodbye to everyone and head outside to find a cab. I open the door and see that there is someone else waiting for a cab as well, a woman. She looks amazing. Short skirt, high heels, tight top, long blonde hair..damn! She's also waiting for a cab and as I look down the street for a taxi coming from her direction I get a glimpse of her. I love you too Nikhil fir usne mujhe apna number diya or call karne ko kaha 1 ghante bad me Sakshi ghar nikal gaye.ghar pahuch k mujhe thakan k karan nind agayi or me sogayi sham ko jab me uthi to dekh mere cell pe nikhil k 25 miss call pade the mene turant use fone lagaya usne apna address dekar mujhe milne bulaya mene dadi ko bahana mar diya ke me sakshi k yaha ja rahi hu or apni scooty lekar me nikhil k pas 15 min me uske ghar pahuch gayi usne mujhe andar bulaya or kaha k mere mom dad Delhi. Not that I wanted to go anywhere–I could have stayed right here doing just what we were doing forever!My mind was so clouded over with love and lust that I couldn't think of anything except that I loved this boy and what he did to me. So I managed to tell him "Oh God Mark, I love how your cock feels inside me, I love the way you fuck me!" I reached for his face and pulled him down again to put my mouth over his. "I love you, Mark Johnson." As we kissed, he lost the rhythm he had established. After they were deftly undone, she pushed it off the blonde’s shoulders, revealing the matching red bra that encased her moderate but perky B-cup breasts. The brunette roughly thrust her hands inside its cups, seizing her junior’s nipples and firmly squeezing them. With a sudden harsh cry, the secretary arched her spine and flung her head back, thrusting her tits even more upwards. With the same convulsive spasm, she rammed her pelvis forwards, impaling her vagina even further on the spiky.