I was confused whether she was telling me to leave or come back after closing door. I locked the door from inside and came back to her room. She was s...ill on her bed. I sat beside her.M: I am so sorry. Please forgive me.She didn’t say anything.M: please say somethingShe got up from bed and sat next to meS: do u love me?M: what?S: don’t you get it?M: yes I do. I love u a lot.Hearing this she planted a kiss on my lips. I was stunned as I was in a dream. Her voice bought me back.S: I know you had. I was never one to moan so loudly or even mutter a word during sex, but this was incredible. My body twitched, my pussy tighten over his fingers. He kept thrusting them in and out of me, my juices soaking his hand. His tongue darting about on my clit, not moving away. Until I slumped on the sofa, exhausted his fingers still buried inside me. At once he stood up, unbuttoned his jeans, releasing his massive cock. Still catching my breath he pulled me to my knees. I grabbed his cock in my hand,. ’ Roka sighed. ‘I would give you this huge explanation on how this makes you greater but I have the sneaking suspicion you already know this and are just using me to rant. I never had anyone to rant to and hope that you can return the favor for me…’ Tangu laughed. ‘Sure…’ Roka said with a sincere smile. Listening in the door way was Madji, overwhelmed with the feeling of rejection, being unwanted by his own kind and tortured by the fact that Roka simply avoided him at all cost. No one talked. ”I said, “What if I was to prove you wrong!”Aarti said straightaway, “In that case I would like to meet that man.”I just laughed and told her it was the wine in her talking, and that we’ll talk about it some other time. Again her Punjabi anger came to the fore and she said, “I know what I am saying. I would like to meet him because I know such a man doesn’t exist.” I just told her I would prove her wrong.Next day we were going to gym together and she raked that topic again. I knew now she was.