Andee giggled. “I’m flattered … but ‘shine brighter than the neon lights?’ That was cheesy.” “Hey, I was trying,” he laughed. Andee ...relented in her flirtatious game, turned and gave Connor a hug, taking a long, deep inhale of his cologne as she held him close. She always appreciated a man who smelled good. “I wasn’t sure you would show up tonight,” she said as she slowly backed away from the embrace. “Most guys like to get out of Dodge as quick as they can.” “I think it was the ‘red dress’. I have been a regular reader of Indian sex stories since I was 14 years old and finally took the chance to write about my latest encounter with my bong friend. Interested girls and women from Hyderabad can write to Without wasting much of your time, let me come to the story. I work for a reputed MNC in Hyderabad and I got introduced a bong girl named Priya (name changed) working for another reputed MNC through my colleague.Priya at the first glance looked like porn star Kayden Kross. Her figure. She grunted as the cockhead broke the barrier, then hissed between her teeth. "Slowly," she said, "work it in slowly." She shifted her hips slightly to accommodate the unaccustomed presence of something inside her ass. "Am I hurting you?" A little," she replied, punctuated by a gasp of breath. "Oh, it feels so fucking big!" I squeezed her breasts hard, flattening them against her chest, as I softly kissed the nape of her neck. "I don't believe how tight you are!" Are you in all the way?" she. After cruising around for about an hour, I had finally calmed down enough to return home. When I walked back into the house, my mother was sitting on the sofa in her bath robe crying. I instantly became upset again. What right did she have to be upset, I was the one that every one dumped on. It seemed that the whole world was pointing at me and laughing. I felt like such a loser."Why are you crying? I mumbled. My mother wouldn't reply."What do you have to cry about? It looked to me like you at.