In other words, there was no time for going out and meeting new people. At first it was not so hard, I knew there would be a lot of work, in the end t...at's what I wanted, and I was ready for all the sacrifices except one that I did not foresee. Sex. Frustration grew over time, I was getting more stressed, and it started to affect my studies. Of course I never stopped masturbating, but that was nowhere near enough. Almost a year passed since the last time I saw a penis, when one weekend I. I dug my nails into his back.He didn’t stroke me and stayed like that for some time to give me time to adapt. He kissed my lips smoothly and was pressing my boobs. My boobs became red with his squeezing and biting.Now, my house owner uncle started to move his dick in and out. Slowly, my pain became a pleasure. I was again in an enjoyment mode. He fucked me slowly and started to increase the speed.Me: Fuck me hard, uncle.Uncle: Call me ‘Prasanth’.Me: Fuck me Prasanth…Deeper.. Faster.. Harder.. Maine pucha- apne mere sawal ka ans nahi diya.She replied- which question?I told- ap yaha kya karti hain ?She replied- ha ha ohh. Mai yeha job karti hoon.I said- hmm cool me 2.After that wo boli ap ka nam kya hai. Mai bola Ramveer wo boli nice name, I am Riya .I said your name is as beautiful as you are. She laughed and said maska mar rahe ho. Mai muskara kar bola thik hai bahot kharab nam hai ap ka. Fir usne muskarate hue bola. Gussa ho gaye. I told no.Fir usne bola yeha kiske sath rahte ho. “I love anything that’s free,”the blonde said taking her pass with a flirtatious wink.Dave watched as the brunette and blonde walked away with the Breeding Passes. Passes Dave knew they would never use. As he angrily mulled over the waste an idea popped into his head.Acting on it Dave, fell into step behind the two woman following close enough to listen in on their conversation.“It’s a sex pass.”. the blonde smirked.“A what?” the brunette asked.“Says it’s a Breeding Pass. You hand it to a man.