It was around 10:30 pm.We had a chat in the night and decided to go to a Hukka spot the next day. I met her again at the same spot, and today she was ...ooking more ravishing. She had worn a sleeveless salwar kameez. I dunno but I have something for girls who wear Ethnic clothes with some style!! I complimented her and I started to drive. We reached a very shady place in Undri again (Suggested by her only) which served Hukka.We went and sat in a place. It was more like cabins and stuff. We. He took me in the bedroom and fucked me. Nothing wild or unusual. Just a good hard fucking from a good man with a good hard cock. That's how the morning went. Men would arrive and fuck me. Some wanted to take their time. Others had a golf game or something and were in a hurry. Generally, it was fairly calm. I like that kind of fucking, too, you know."She laughed introspectively and squeezed my hand."I like all kinds of fucking, don't I? About lunch, the other six fathers arrived. They went. Nod.Breathless, you fumble around my pants for button and zipper to fish out my dick, hand pumping it to life like a shotgun. Neither of us cares about the dry blood that still stains your hands. Because somewhere deep down in subconscious thought, it tethers us to this world even as we do our best to blast off and leave it all behind in a smoking ruin – wandering souls, lost and searching and hoping to be found on distant worlds.I pull your dress length hoodie up over your pert ass. You lift. He then climbed on top of her and leaned down to kiss her some more. She slowly spread her legs beneath him and he slid in between them, his cock resting against her smooth pussy. The excitement almost too much to handle. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked her again. He did not want to make her do something that she was not ready to do, though this had been all her idea to begin with. He just went along with all of it because he was a guy and he wanted to have sex with her. “I want.