Her thrusts increased as I filled her pussy. She continued to drive my cock into her cum filled pussy. "Your hot cum feels so good in my pussy." Her p...ssy tightened around my spent shaft as she cried out, "I'm cumming!" Her strokes continued until she was satisfied that she had drained me of every drop. She stood up and straddled my face. "Pretty nice creampie." Thick, sticky cum hung from her pussy lips slowly falling onto my chin. Spreading her lips I could see my cum had sealed her canal as. Uday's Toy. You don't break your favourite toy! Not your OWN toy.But she had ignited the hatred of his right-hand, Rashid, an unscrupulous individual with a hidden agenda who had it in for her. He wouldn't leave a stone unturned to take revenge for her impulsive kick in his family jewels. He was the kind of guy who loved to borrow, then break other people's toys. Just out of jealousy. Having heard and seen the rage in his evil eyes and his voice, Anna dared not imagine what tortures, REAL. It was supposed to be a group project, with 4 people in each group. The group would be decided by the students.So obviously I was one of those students whom most of them wanted to have in their group. Obviously, 3 people were fixed, one being me and the 2 girls who I had already had a threesome with. We knew we will be having more fucking opportunities in this project. But the difficult part was the last person.I told the girls to decide. They didn’t want any distraction with another guy, so. I didn’t need to read it again. The words were, by now, burned into my brain.Dear Alan, I have written you at least a dozen letters trying to explain how I feel about you, and just as quickly torn each one up.I finally decided, since you always have a song for every occasion, usually a sad song, to leave you the words to a song. It probably explains, better than I could ever write, how I feel about you, and how I have felt about you for a long time.As you know, the song was written by Dolly.