"Ashton lifted his eyebrows, "I don't think Finley is going to like this. He will figure out you set the whole thing up, you know." Yes, but once he a...d Jane are happily together, he can do nothing but thank me," Cynara smiled smugly."It won't work," Sanford said walking forward a bit, "Finley is hopeless with women, there's no way Jane is going to fall for him." That's not true," Cynara said affronted, "I sure Jane will be able to see through Finley's shyness." Don't forget," Ashton added to. I feel the big mushroom- beautifully sculpted- head, wet and slippery, rubbing against my tiny, tender and virgin (well, small butt-plugs and few fingers- not necessarily my own fingers- don't count) asshole. His hand on my shoulder, the other holding me by the waist. His hand slips and rubs my ass cheek. It quickly, yet tenderly, runs through my ass crack. I can feel his finger slipping into my asshole, only for a split of a second. It reminds me of how empty I feel. I feel something should be. I rung the bell and my bhabi opened the door. Our home consisted of me, my brother, my bhabi and her 11 months old kid. My parents used to stay in Siliguri. I came here for my higher studies. My bhabi was 2-3 years older than me but looked more as she used to wear saree all the time. She was about 5’4 with a nicely build figure which was whitish in complexion. Her boobs were really huge at that time as she was breast feeding the baby.Anyway, back to the story, I came in and went straight to my. “Ok, your homework is to finish your workbook pages. They’re due at the end of this week,” the teacher said while the class filed out.“I can’t believe I actually fell asleep here,” the diminutive Dylan Martin said to himself. “I stayed up too late again studying. Oh, God.”“Hey, Dylan, What’s up?" Sam said, slapping hands with him.“What’s up, bro?” Dylan said. “Did you hear about her?"“Who?" Sam said, playing dumb.“You know... That Snapchat chick. Oh my God! It was amazing. And the booty had me.