Prem was still solid inside and the sperm spewed by Kapil mixed with my saliva was all over Prem’s prick. Prem grabbed me by my neck and pushed his ...ock further in. “Veena, tum zabardast chusti ho, Raj bhaiya sach mein kitna lucky hai”. My response was to continue busy sucking him and only gurgled in response. He knew that I loved it when my hands started massaging his balls. He withdrew his prick and asked me to lick his balls, which I immediately started doing. Prem now wanted to see me fully. But at my home I said that the project was over in Hyderabad and hence they forcibly transferred me to Mumbai.They felt bad but they had no other option. On the first day, my dad accompanied me and searched for a hostel near my office. I stayed at that hostel for almost two months. They made some good friends there but I was unable to enjoy to fullest. I wanted to taste alcohol, I wanted to be with guys and I also wanted to fuck. But it was a girls hostel and there were many restrictions in the. “If you do not mind, I do not know what you would be thinking of me, will you come to my place now? I do not know you. How can I even trust a stranger? But you seem trustworthy, and armpit-hungry. But you have to promise our phones will be switched off the moment we enter my home. I do not want any photos or videos,” Mansi said.“I am not thinking of you as anyone but someone who is hungry for some pleasure. You tell me what and how you want, and it will be done. I will have my phone off unless. Then it’s clear what you need to do - fuck my brains out tonight, go to confession, ask Elizaveta’s dad for her hand, and propose to her.”“Seriously?”“Seriously. Ask her dad for her hand, and then propose.”I laughed, hard.“That’s not quite what I was questioning,” I said once I stopped laughing.“I know! Just think about it, Mike.”“You know I’ll pay a heavy price for that with Father Nicholas, given what I told him.”“I know. And that’s why I said think about it. I’ll understand. But we’ve been.