Yeah, at least we agree on that. But my ass is too sore, dude. I bet mine will be as well, I said absent-mindedly. Wait, when did I say I wanted to fu...ck you? he asked stupidly. You didnt. But I dunno&hellip, maybe in the future you might want to. Dont worry, Im satisfied with having your cock up my ass. And I was satisfied with pushing my cock up his ass. We tried it to do it once again before going to sleep, but his soreness hadnt ebbed away. But we did it two times next day. And two times the. She hardly had time to recover, before she was flipped onto her hands and knees, and faced with Charlie's now impossibly large and rock hard cock. He rubbed it across her face, while she felt Tom behind her. Tom caressed her buttocks and mound, laved her pulsing pussy, still twitching from her first orgasm. She opened her mouth for Charlie, not caring that her jaws already felt sore - she had to taste this Nordic god.As she took. charlie's length into her mouth, his hands tangled in her hair. " Guilt?" I said. "Why would she feel guilty? She didn't do anything. This psycho stalked her, kidnapped her, and then raped and tortured her for weeks. What could she possibly have to feel guilty about?" I don't want to tell you what I think just yet. Let me tell you what's been going on and then you tell me what you think. Her dreams have been really erratic. Not that uncommon when you're stressed, and sometimes these little tidbits have a common theme that connects them. Anyway, then the. To my surprise I was wrong. I thought they would hug or kiss or something else, but they continued talking about their friends.After 5 or 10 mins again the door bell rang and this time it wasn’t pooja again. I wonder why the person who was planned to arrive didn’t arrive but the persons who weren’t expected by ME were coming home. It was rajveer who came. Rajveer is the guy who had proposed me last year, he is bhaiya’s friend, but I didn’t want any relation so I had declined his proposal..