I did even shared this with jincy, then she got very close to me, and we had sex chats every night, and when ever we get chance alone in the office we...lip lock each other kiss her breast, sucks finger her pussy and she used to suck my 8″ cock. But we didnt really had chance to have sex.This continued for almost every day for 5 to 6 months.One day jincy told me that she is going to home for a wedding and she asked me to accompany her. So we both took leave and i hired a car (innova) and started. She said meet me in pithapuram. I said ok and started to pithapuram. And reached pithapuram and there she was standing – my sex bomb Ramya in the bus stop, I go to her she climbed on my bike and we started and the time was around 5:30 – 6:00.It was getting dark and we were started to her room. In the middle way, she got a phone that parents are in their room asking her to come fast, I got disappointed she was so horny that she cannot withstand for fucking her.She started rubbing my penis with. Here goes, she thought, opening the screen door. Unlocking the front door, she yelled, “Mom? Dad? Are you here?” The alarm wasn’t set.In blind hope, she added her sister’s name, shivering in place, doorknob clutched in her hand. She was ready to whirl and flee at the slightest provocation. Cocking her head, she made out the tinny sound of a television upstairs, and the heat pump kicking on around side of the house. She heard a number of heat pumps in the eerie silence. It was 11:10. The demographics were constantly changing inside Brooklyn proper and it had plenty of history dating right back to the War of Independence with battles fought with wins and losses on both sides and lots of blood running in the streets both soldiers and civilians. Brooklyn didn’t identify as being part of the Big Apple at night. It was a place to itself separate and not part of the big town hustle and bustle. Solid and unmoving, it was a world foreign to the Broadway crowd, disappointing to.