I'm not overrating the story but I still, I repeat I still remember each and every second of that 3 hour session, though its 8 years have past after t...at encounter. Though born and raised in USA, I always followed Indian culture and traditions in my life. I managed to remain virgin till my age of 22, since Indian culture profess you to loose virginity to your husband. I will move onto the story now.It was a normal weekend during my college life in New York and I use to stay with 3 of my friends. ... That's the last thing I remember 'til I awoke in bed. Ari's face covered with tears was above me as was Sandy's. Groaning as I tried to move and open my eyes I heard them both gasp, Struggling even harder to keep my eyes open I tried to smile, I managed to say then sighed as my eyes became too heavy to hold open. I felt so tired, I hadn't been this tired since that day I had thought slung with Jenny. Damn!, I thought, I miss you Jenny. I wish I could see again you before I die. I felt. She put on even more weight during this period. Still a virgin at twenty-seven, she fell in love again: with the father of her now nearly twenty-year-old daughter. He was an Irish tourist and definitely, the most handsome man she had laid eyes on in years. They became friends. He would sit by her and they would go for long walks and talk about anything and everything: but there had been no romantic gestures on his part. Wanting to feel loved and accepted, she shocked the hell out of him one. There's no time to catch my breath , though, as hecontinues pulling out and thrusting inside again with just as muchforce. I'm in heaven, every nerve ending in my body basking in the blissradiating from all those points deep inside me as he drives into merepeatedly. I give in to him, instinct telling me to spread my legs widerfor him. I have to admit, the thought of possibly being seen this way-legsspread lewdly, body jerking against the green metal table with eachgrunting thrust.. It turns me.