Rahul ne kaha ki pehle din hum dhyam karenge, usse dimaag shant hota hai aur padai mai maza bhi ata hai. Shameen turant maan gayi. Rahul ne shameen ko...chatai mai letne ko bola toh shameen bina kuch bole apni kitabe hata ke leet gayi. Fir rahul ne shameen ko apni aankhe band karne k liye kaha. Rahul ne kaha ” chahe kuch bhi ho jaye shameen tum apni aankhe mat kholna aur kuch bolna nahi, tumhe apne abbu aur ammi ki kasam.”Shameen kasam ko bahat manti thi, ab tooh rahul ne usse kasam de hi diya. She kept on moaning, panting ah ahh oh come on lick it you motherfucker, my husband can’t does this, please satisfy me come on suck it. I kept on sucking like a hungry man. I made her lie on a chair and went between her legs, gave pecks on her inner thighs and started slurping her vagina. She shivered and jumped and said its a nice feeling. She said please don’t stop, lick me till I say no. I wanna know how it is. I kept on licking sucking and eating her cunt. I didn’t lift my face up and she. That wasn't what the weekend was about for me anymore."What?" he said."Nothing." No, what?" he said, turning and taking my hands.He was trying to be sweet. Maybe he wasn't such a fuckboy after all. But still, I wanted Marissa and I told him."Oh," he said. "Well, I'm sorry, Sam. I didn't know."I don't know what he was thinking then, but he was quiet for a minute and I thought he was going to say something nice."Revenge sex?" he said.No, he was a fuckboy. I decided. I took another draft from his. He took a long draw off his spliff and slowly exhaled the large plume of blue smoke in my direction.“I don’t want to,” he grinned as he waggled his penis, “I like having a wank when I’m bored…just like you do!”“What?” I asked incredulously, “What do you mean by that?”“Ooh Robbie, ooh Robbie, harder…harder, YES, YES…ooh Robbie fuck me...FUCK ME!” He giggled as he mimicked my voice. Shocked that he had heard me fanaticising about the singer Robbie Williams, I held my hand to my mouth. “You.