She used to immediately place her hand on ma already hard dick and keep pressing it over my trousers. Then we used to play with each other. This was a...regular routine for us even in college at times. I always used to treat her like a princess as I believe a woman’s heart is the most precious thing in life so we should never hurt it. Though we made out many times but we dint have sex.As the final year came, lot of misunderstandings happened between us and we finally broke up. I could not. ”“You think so?”“No, I know so.” I bit his bottom lip and I felt his prick leap under me. He pinched my nipple again and reluctantly closed my shirt again as the cabbie announced that we had reached our destination. He paid for the ride and we headed up the stairs.As luck would have it, my roommate, Amala, wasn’t home and I was glad because I started undressing in the living room. Shirt first, then bra. He grabbed me and sucked my nipple into his mouth, biting hard. I thought I was going to. ” An unfamiliar man says from next to you in a chair. He was a thin man with fair skin, jet-black hair, dark red eyes, and was dressed like someone you’d expect to see in a 1920’s gangster film. He had the voice to match too.“What happened? Why am I in the hospital?” You ask, your voice rough.“Here’s the long and short of it, I fucked up.” The man replied. “I was out driving drunk and I t-boned you on your way back home from work.”“Who are you?” Your brow furrowed.“Who I am really isn’t all. Her body was flushed with excitement as she hooked her fingers in her panties, then pulled them down. Her tender pussy with its sparse cover of light-brown hair was now exposed. A hard lump was growing in Coach’s pants as he stared at the young slut’s smooth flesh. Reaching out, he pulled the slut to him.Sylvia arched her back and moaned as the man pressed his mouth onto her belly. The man’s arms went around her waist as he kissed her body. He cupped her asscheeks while he kissed her warm.