Then feel it building in gentle waves that washed over her as he pushed his hardness deep inside her before he too exploded in a gush that seemed to f...ill her.After he had got up from the bed she often lay there in the same foggy zone, fulfilled, languid, her limbs almost dead. She would feel trickles of semen from her lips. Sometimes he returned with a warm cloth and cleaned her, gently washing her, then leaving her in her reverie. Riya felt a warmth inside her at the memory, she involuntarily. I leaned over and tied your hands with a stocking, and then blindfolded you with some tights and panties. You lay there helpless as my fingers caressed your body. I ran my fingers down and over your lovely breasts, opening your blouse to reveal your black see through bra. Your nipples so erect and looking so horny, as you feel my lips cover them, to suck and lick them. You couldn't move your arms as you lay on your back, vulnerable but engulfed in passion and so turned on. You feel my fingers. The chance that all those men were Red Group was very small. I was starting to believe there was little point in the group system as it was being broken all the time. "Why don't the men from Red Group complain?" I thought. "They pay for us and others take us for free. It doesn't make sense."I started to run, trying hard to be quiet and hoping none of the men raping my fellow cheerleader would chase me. I was lucky and they didn't come after me. I made it across town a bit quicker than I had. She was surprised and said kitta jhut bolega( liar)A: kitta jhut bolega (liar)Me:Are such me kabhi nai kiya (really never did it )A:tu sach me virgin hai (you are virgin)Me:ha ab kya kar sakte (what can I do )Me:waise mujhe tum pasand ho aur ye tumhe bhi pata hai par tumhare piche itte log pade hai to clg me Bol nai pata(I like you but you have so many guys behind you that I can’t speak this in college)A:sachme mujhme kya pasand hai tujhe (really what do you like in me )Me: your sweet voice.