I called out and started squirting my load into her pussy.“Aaaa!” she wailed. “No inside! Stop!” Her throat was sore from all of that shouting.... I didn’t even bother with an answer.I think it was my best orgasm, even my sore ears from her shouting weren’t so bad anymore.I rested atop her still inside while playing with her tit. While crying she said quietly, “please move I can’t breathe.” Reasonable request I thought, so I moved next to her and lie on my side. I was still playing with her tits,. But I didn’t asked her new photo. We haven’t seen for more than two years, but I wanted a surprise.I asked her when can we meet.She told me to come to Mumbai and her hubby have so many private resorts, guest houses, flats and bungalows all around Mumbai.“But I don’t want to just fuck you. I want to be your kinky boyfriend. Because I lobe you as much aa I love your body”She wept hearing this and said she will get me an air ticket. Since my parents were based at Dubai, it was easier for me to. I was stroking his penis, which was covered by his raincoat and I took it out, but there was no way I could actually kiss it in public…Suddenly, he did all our buttons up. He grabbed my arm and threw his other arm around me, right underneath my breasts. He whispered, "Right, slut let's go. I am going to fuck you as you've never been fucked before."As the train stopped we got off, and he walked or marched us to the end of the platform. Just behind the end of the platform was a small tunnel with. .please Kala...please."I open my eyes and said, "We've been best friends since kindergarten and you know that I'm not a lezzy. What do you want me to do?" Even as I utter those words, I knew that she was turning me on. I wondered if this was some sort of, latten homosexual desire, that I didn't know I had or if I was just being effected by the circumstances. "I'm not either!" Amber whispered in to my ear. "I just need you to hold me in your arms. I'm not asking you to make love to me...just.