I stood and stripped out of my them as Dona lay sprawled naked on the kitchen floor in front of me. I stripped off my underwear and my t-shirt. Donna ...sat up and took my cock in her hand, running her fingers along the back side of it. She slipped it into her mouth and hummed as she worked her head back and forth. I rested my hand on the top of her wet head. My secret fantasies were coming true. Come on, I beckoned, holding out my hand. We cant do this here, I remarked. Donna took my hand in. After 4 long hours of continuous chatting she asked me if she can ask me something. I appreciated my luck and said of course she can. She asked me why I wasn’t paying any attention to her talks the other day on the bus. I said I was paying full attention. To my surprise she asked “to what”. I said of course, your talks. She said I don’t think so. You were very busy heavily inhaling air from my side like you were enjoying the fragrance of a flower. Caught red handed, I had to admit and I told. For some strange reason, she used to love standing and fucking. It was an amazing 2 years with her… She was always horny and insatiable. All she needed was a glass of red wine and would do anything after that … Including anal penetration while standing!So I decided to get bold with Reshma. I knew she would not have the guts to tell her parents about anything we spoke about or did, so I decided to make a bold pass at her and see where it got us. I was quite desperate and horny and my erection. I cant speak, only moan and pant as your dick seems to push all the way into my stomach. You grab my throat, making me open my eyes in shock as you tighten your grip. Your nose nearly touches mine, youre so close to my face. You repeat yourself in an angry whisper, each word concluded with a violent thrust into my pussy- Tell. Me. Im. BETTER. I cannot control my body and the tingling between my legs turns into an all-encompassing fire. I cum hard, juices leaking around your cock. The spasms.