But, understanding her situation, i granted a leave with one condition, that i was to be invited for the wedding. She happily invited. On the wedding ...vening, i was in the marriage hall but was feeling very awkward as i didn’t know anyone there. I met her parents and they were too busy in their formalities and hence i had to call saqeena to make me comfortable. Oh my god, i was stunned on seeing her! She was wearing a black silk salwar-kurta which tightly hugged her curves making her look very. Her sum total of sexual experience had been very limited and repressed. She was not allowed to be sexually aggressive or to express her wants, needs and desires. She was now at a place in her life where she wanted to change that and experience that which she had only dreamed of and fantasized about. We exchanged e-mails for several days and she asked if she could call me. I of course said yes, and provided my number. The same day she called and we had a long conversation. She said she wanted to. “Charles,” she asked, “What was that conversation with Sarah you had the other day? Was it about Claire?”“Yeah, it was.”“Well?”“Well, it seems that Claire had a possible side effect to her first couple of days on the Pill.”“And?”“And, as of this morning all seems ... well. I talked to Claire—then Sarah—then Claire again.”“Are you going to tell me any of the details about this, Charles?” she asked, now with crossed arms.“Do you really need to know, Mom? It was difficult enough to have the. Oh my God, don't stop! Do it again."I slide out again, and again before her arsehole winks closed, I slam back into her, as hard as I can, pulling her towards me with both hands, gripping her hips tightly."Aaahhhhh," she cries out, "God yes... yes...I want you to fuck me and come in my arse. Fuck my arse hard and come in me..."So I fuck her, into her, out of her. Pressure builds in me, and its release is like a bright light behind my closed eyes. I cry out, finally, finished. My cock softens.