"Mmmm. Let me lift your spirits by drinking straight from the tap."She bent over to put her lips on his still flaccid penis.But before she could get t...ere, she heard, "Brenda! NO!"Brenda lifted her head and turned towards the door where the voice came from. To no one's great surprise, it was Anika, looking stern and unhappy.Brenda had expected Anika to come in and spoil her fun sooner or later; what surprised her now that she thought about it was that Anika had left her alone with Adrian as. She cried. I instantly said sorry. But it was too late; her hand was behind my head pressing it. Soon I was frantic like a wild child. My little half pant flew in the direction of Smriti because she said “Bhaiya don’t throw your clothes”.Her questions met our desperate panting. The little tiger was unleashed and soon it tasted hot wet saliva. There was something for everyone. She made sure I was settled deep, then unsettled and then again settled. Noises of constant slapping filled the room to. They started jerking off watching her sleep but I stopped them and told them to take each other’s cocks and give the other person a handjob.All three complied and they put their hands on the next guy’s cock. Now that their cocks were completely erect they started jerking each other hard. Their hands were a blur jerking off and all three shot their loads almost together. They looked content and looked at me, I was still jerking off watching them. Within a minute of them, I shot my load too.We. ’ I describe all this simply to point out that I was in no way an inherently heroic man. I was a human being, filled with faults and frailty, and consumed with the idea that I must fulfill my desires, and meet my expectations, if I was ever to live the life I dreamed of. And to this and I considered my own happiness paramount, disregarding the feelings of others, and taking every obstacle to my sense of self worth as a personal attack. I do not consider this behavior unusual – it is virtually.