He never dreamt that the inside of the vagina was so soft. He was simultaneously fondling Sheetal’s tits, while fucking her. A constant pooch pooch ...ooch’ sound was coming while coitus was on. Dharmesh was a bit casual. Sheetal retorted, “faster and harder son, else there will be a shortage in pleasure. Dharmesh increased his speed. Now Sheetal began to moan in ecstasy. Yes, that’s the way, great job son, come on son, Oh! Ah! Aaauch! Uuuui! Fuck mama, eat her cunt out, im plant your seeds in. She didn't seem very sad and dropped the subject until Tuesday, a day I had to work night shift. She stopped by the restaurant I was working at dressed up and looking like a super model. I thot this was strange because she doesn't even dress up that nice when I take her on a date. I stepped outside and asked what she was doing and she said just getting a few groceries, Ill see u after work. I had a good idea of what she was planning so I told her clearly not to do anything she wasn't supposed. It'll be worth it!"Cath was left alone in the bar, vulnerable and lonely, watching Prissy and Emily leave together, not caring at all what people thought of them as they put their arms around each other. With the last dregs of her wine, Cath was beginning to care very much what the other people in the bar thought of her. Could they see the mortification burning off her cheeks?She pulled out a cigarette and hid herself behind the comforting veil of smoke while she fumed in equal measures of. ‘My friends call me Vannie. I think you can consider yourself a friend.’ ‘Thank you, again. I’m honored.’ I flashed my biggest smile. I raised my glass in salute and she responded. ‘I’m afraid that just plain old Harry is all anyone calls me.’ ‘Didn’t your mother call you Harold when she got upset with you?’ ‘No, Harry is my full, proper name. Different, huh?’ She shrugged. She looked at her watch and I got the hint. ‘Time to go. We’re only five minutes from my car, so we’ll be in St. Tropez in.