It filled me so full and thick that it seemed he could lift me with it. I think my little body could have hung from his obscene cock.It was scary, Jas...n, frightful even. I didn’t know if I would survive his savage assault.People passing by in the hallway had to hear the slapping flesh and me calling out for mercy, “Ray, please! Ray! Oh my God, please!” He was thrusting so hard that I could feel the flesh of my ass ripple, and each slap pushed my face into the cushion.You’ve never fucked me like. I told her about my marriage to my engineering college classmate, Rohan, who now worked in software. How we had chosen not to have any kids, not because of career-related reasons, but just because neither of us wanted any. She told me about how she had recently broken up with one of her classmates, because he had been insecure of her “non-feminity”, which was ridiculous, because Kajal was an extremely pretty girl. She was of average height for an Indian woman, about 5 ft 3, had a very pretty. While I was waiting for the BBQ to heat up, Pavitra turned up, she was in her bikini top and a micro mini skirt with a transparent top, I started to like these surprises. She asked me if I like it, I told her I am looking all your surprises, and thanked her for it. Since it was a private backyard and no one can see us, I removed my pants and was in my underwear too, we both kissed passionately for a while playing with her assets. The grill was hot enough and we started to place a few chicken on. I suppose most people will write these stories using the great shift having people pass out at the moment of the shift. In the original story when the shift occurs the person blacks out for what seems to be a very short period of time, perhaps a second or less making this story and several others I have in mind possible. This may also stimulate others to fantasize about happenings in other sports at the moment of the shift. Some obvious ones that I have no plans to cover are roller derby,.