I knew that she and I wouldn't be fucking because my penis was so small (compared to her black boyfriends cock especially), but I'd gotten quite used ...o that, and I wasn't expecting her to 'return the favor', so to speak. I'd masturbate later on perhaps; but for the time being, all I really wanted was to keep licking her pussy, and to have the chance to clean up every last drop of that other guys sperm!Eventually, Tara and I traded places, and she straddled her pussy directly over my mouth as I. But I was stubborn about getting Shivani.I told her that I was coming to Chennai to meet her and wanted to talk with her for a few minutes. As soon as I got down from the train, I was walking in the streets of Chennai and some random guy in a blue FZ bike came and asked me, “Are you the boy going behind Shivani?”.I was hesitant but said, “Yes”. He got down from the bike and gave me a hard slap. “Shivani will always be mine. She is my girlfriend. Don’t you dare go near her and stop messaging her. His thrusts were magnificent, buthis wandering hands made their way to my breasts and down to my clit aswell, rubbing and stroking and squeezing until I was squealing from thepleasure of it all. By the time he filled me with another load of cum, Iwas riding a wave of sweet orgasms that I knew would have me glowing allday long.We rinsed off and finished cleaning up. Thankfully, he had a separatesink for me and I did my best to finish prepping as fast as I could. Ididn't want him to see me in my. I had entertained my share of harmless fantasies about her. I hadn’t seen her in a few months, I guess, and she seemed much more adult to me tonight.Right away, I could tell that there had been no small amount of drink consumed, and the conversation had the barely coherent quality reserved for communication amongst the highly-buzzed. I tried to keep in touch with reality, but I could see opportunity in this living room, and I didn’t want to miss it.I grabbed my cell phone and sent a quick text.