She was now moaning and crying loud, “yes, yes, yes, ohhhhhhhhhhh, fuck me hard, mujhe chodo, jorse chodo, mere boobsko aur jorse maslo, ahhhhhhh”... My squeezing of her nips triggered her orgasm. Now she was moving madly over me. She cried, “ooooooo, ahhhhhhhhhhh” and collapsed over me; I also could not hold any more and filled her pussy with my love juice.Next day morning, Nisha, rang up Neela and conveyed that she was most welcome and we both are eagerly waiting for her to join us. Neela. “I’ll swear an oath to your Clan on the condition that you swear an oath to me. You will swear that as long as I’m bound by my oath, your Clan will provide me with any resources I request within your means to do so and to never interrupt my research.“I don’t care for fighting, what I care about is knowledge, and as such I will swear to serve only the Clans greater good, and I will answer to no one but my own conscience and your heavenly laws, regardless of internal or external matters of your. However, this was a special Friday evening and she was in a hurry to get to the main ballroom on the mezzanine floor before the dance party officially started.Before getting further into the story, let me go back to the beginning in order to put this silly little story into better context for readers more inclined to require logic in their reading material.I should start off by explaining that at the time of the event, the pretty young thing was still in that status that would only be described. When she had me about half into her, I put my hands on her hips and pushed up at her.She immediately removed my hands and said, "Honey, let me do this. It's tough enough and - " My cock twitched inside her. "Oh, shit! I don't think I can take too much more of this. It feels like I'm going to split open." She rested her hands on my chest for balance and pushed down again. Her eyes closed, and her face showed the strain as she took more of my cock - now it was almost completely hard again - into.