My name is Shan, age 33 years from Bangalore, this story is continuation of my previous story which was published on Dec 2012 later was not able write...due to busy work schedule. Please forgive me for any grammar mistake as I am not good in writing and I will just put in front of you my true experience which happened to me when I was in Singapore.You can read first part of the story in the link on top. Please send your suggestion and emails to or . Any aunties or girls from Bangalore. Out drinking with my friends on a proper girly night out we had visited quite a number of pubs and clubs Many of my friends had ended up going off with a bunch of guys, I even got hit on by a fair few myself but I’ve always considered myself to be a faithful and loyal person and would never cheat of my husband no matter how tempting the offers had been. As soon as my best friend Kelly disappeared off with some fellow she knew from a past fling, I thought I might as well leave too and head home.. "Simon! Please come over. I need someone to hang out with. Its a friday night and im all alone." Dude, calm down Kenton youre vice sounds like shit when you scream at me." Sorry, anyways my dad had to go to work and my mom is out all night with my aunt. Want to hang out. its all right with them." Kenton said."Yeah sure let me ask my parental figures." i said.----Kenton was my best friend for about 4 years. He lived on the east side and i was more central Manhattan. we always hung out and the. He held the thrust, hard and fast inside her. “Why?” she asked, her voice a breathless rasp. “’Cos you need it inside you, don’t you? You need it right… here.” He provided another fierce thrust to illustrate. She cried out and gripped like she meant to uproot his hair. “Mr Cooper’s not providing, is he? Is he?” He boned her again, snarling into her face. “No,” she grated, resentful at either him or her husband, or maybe both. “No, he’s not.” “And you want me to instead, right?” She breathed.