“So Larry, where is your girlfriend?”“Truth be told, she’s already at college. I don’t go until next week.”I swallowed another big swig of...beer and made sure my hand found its way into his back pocket, getting a little better feel of that ass.“Well that’s cool, but I guess making out is out of the question then. That’s too bad,” I said taking another sip of beer and giving him a very overly presumptuous wink.Larry’s hand slid over my ass and gave it a healthy squeeze as he whispered, “I’ll meet. "OHH FUCK!!! What the fuck is that?? Mmmmm", he moaned. His cock fitted into my mouth so well, as if it was designed to be sucked. It worked so smoothly, the skin moved so easily, like changing gears on a brand-new lamborghini. (CameraView: Fergus's legs in the air, his feet arched backwards in ecstacy, his asshole a little open, moving slightly, and his hard dick's foreskin being sucked back and forth by something invisible, as he moans like a little puppy)He was humping against my hand,. It’s his cock, he said.Who?That guy you fucked last week.Which one? She said.Really?No, there was just that one. What was his name?I don’t want to…What’s his name?I don’t….He pulled out of her ass and held the head of his cock against her assholeCome on, she said.He pushed it slightly against her, but didn’t enter. Then he pulled back away again.Ohh. Ohh. Come on!What was his n….John. It was John, she said.Good, he said. He slid back inside her ass.Oh, thank you, thank you, she said.Fuck John. She had two partners of her belonging to different times and had no interrelations. All three of them were now scattered in different parts of the Indian sub continent due to their career obligations. All in their early thirty’s were no dumb heads. They were intelligent smart and successful senior management personalities. Shanthi was head HR in a BPO, Lillian a product manager with an MNC pharmaceutical company & Reshma was chief reporter in a private television channel which was best in.