In the first deal, Pramila won and Alka lost.Pramila asked Alka to eat a banana. Rohan started laughing. Whats the big deal in eating a banana.P: main... tumhein kahaa na ki koi darne ki baat nahin he. Dekho mein abhi kitchen se ek kelaa laa kar deti hun alka ko aur us se yeh hamare saamne khana padegaa.Pramila goes and comes back with a large size banana, and gives it to Alka with a wink which Rohan does not see. Alka takes the banana and says:A: yeh to bahut bada he , mein itna bada nahin kha. Thanks for all the beautiful responses to my last story. In this story, I will tell you how I fucked one of my story readers.So the story starts when I got so many responses to , many hot ladies contacted me on my hangout id. One day I got a text from a mature aunty Nisha (Name changed) living in Mumbai. So our conversation started.Nisha: Hi, I liked your story.Me: Thanks! Tell me more about you and what you like in my story.Nisha: I like the way you described and your fetish about lace. As my confidence grew, my lust for her renewed to the heights it had been a few short minutes before. Traveling down her tummy, I again stopped to think. I was pondering what I was about to do when I should have just followed my passion. She must have sensed my hesitation, she placed her fingers in my hair drawing my hair up and out. Her fingers sifted my sweaty locks for few moments then gently pushed me down to the “promised land”. I came back to life and focused on her body. The reluctance. We were scoping out some of the female talent at one of the watering holes, when her boyfriend got up set and got upset about the attention we were giving his girl. Actually it was the attention that she was giving us that made him up set. Any way the bouncers thought that we had too much to drink and asked us to leave peacefully, or forcefully, our choice. So Larry and I left to find more futile ground. We made our way to the liquor store just before they closed and we each bought a fifth of.