Fill me up." She worked her clut as Bumfelt slowly thrust inside her. She felt so full, up high in her tummy. As she became more excited she would pus... back a little harder, taking his cock deeper. "Make me cum. Oh my god, make me cum," she said, driving her ass back at him. Wanting every inch of him inside her tight hole. Bumfelt filled her with measured strokes. But then suddenly all he had was a few thrusts left in him. The tight, velvet grip of her ass was too much. "Cum for me, baby,". Each feature stinks of corruption and new money. The station is dyed a muddy color as the passengers walk robotically in their drab suits and matching, striped ties. The drumming of their fingertips on briefcase handles echoes throughout the station. The revolving exits devour them and spit them into the damp streets. I watch them disperse into the city like a horde of vermin eager to distribute pestilence. Through tinted glass they seem to be shadows, mere silhouettes of actual, breathing. She can never find out about this.”Saying so she left him tying up her hair and started wearing her clothes. Having no other option he left the place to his home. All the things happened in the past one week flashed before him in his state of ecstasy.It all started when Vasanti approached Vivek last week. While he was at his office, he received a phone call.“Anna do you have some time? I want to speak to you personally”“Vasu? Is everything okay?”He asked so because his sister Vasanti, a year. It all started 2 years back, where am migrated to Bangalore to work in an MNC.As days passing as usual. Very much interested in sex with unknown ladies. Starving to satisfy ladies to give them an utmost pleasure, they can ever get from their hubby. Was restless in search of ladies, from dawn and dusk, which resulted in vain.Erased all my thoughts about going back to ladies, tried to be a good person with a guilt of never been satisfied with any women. As days passed, after a boredom life.