“Do it,” She snarled back. “Shoot it up me, all of it.”The familiar glow in my loins suddenly became an inferno, waves of pleasure assaulted m... brain, my cock erupted inside her and she squealed as she felt my seed jetting into her writhing body. We lay just cuddling each other for a while after our efforts. It felt amazing just to hold her as she lay with her head on my chest.“Was I very naughty?” she asked, which made me smile.“A bit, yes,” I replied, “But I liked it.”“You were my first you. Having orgasms with grunts and groans tends to enhance the experience. Not having to worry about the noise she makes is such a turn-on. Of course, a closed door can only muffle so much noise.While the woman gets more and more into what she is doing, her movements get stronger and more obvious. Her panting grows louder and is punctuated with soft, little moans and sighs. Her voice is no more than a whisper, but the bathroom seems to make it louder, making it seem like she is gasping loudly with. Let me introduce the heroine of the story, Sindhu. She’s 5’7″, milky white skin with a structure which would turn heads even when she’s not dressed up. The first time I saw her I knew she was out of my league. It was my first day at college. She has come for registration in a black salwar which tactically showed every curve. The entire time she was there, she caught the attention of everyone. All students including seniors were queuing up to have glimpse of her. She had a beautiful face to go. Tyler instructed my wife to go put on just a white shirt of mine and high heels. Ten minutes more Ana showed up again, wearing my white shirt, a black thong and heels. Her makeup was perfect, with her sensual lips in red…My wife looked sheepish and nervous, but the black boys all whistled and stared as she walked around in front of them. Those bastards looked like a pack of hungry dogs sitting on the couch with their tongues hanging out. Tyler told Ana to pick one of his nephews and go show him.