“He pushed be against the desk as he fucked me hard. I was being well and truly used and I loved it. He leaned over me and I could smell his breath ...against my face. He chewed on my ear and told me again what a filthy slut I was and how he was going to tell his friends about me. I was pinned against the desk. I then stood up, pushed him away from me and laid back on my desk. He stood between my legs and pushed his cock into me. I held his shaft, withdrew him and guided it into my arse. I needed. I was scared seeing Tarun being disowned. He was everybody’s favorite until then.The eldest among the cousins, everybody, including me, looked up to him. I was just too startled after seeing him being asked to leave the house.And, the fact I had managed to mercilessly tear open a lot of your thin satin blouse. I also got myself just inches away from entering your vagina, within those few seconds. It made me believe you would never forgive me if I told you the truth.I was sure you would never be. Looking out at the featureless sand, Gene couldn't help wondering how anyone could spend more than a few minutes staring out at the desert without feeling a strange mix of isolation and claustrophobia."Hates is such a strong word." You know what I mean. I betrayed his trust and he'll never forgive me."Holly shrugged. "What choice do we have? Gene's head is clearly fucked, no offense."Gene gave her a nod, acknowledging the truth.Holly continued, "he can't even think about it without the block. "Carl didn't say, but he certainly thought, that he'd gladly have traded freshman years with Sandra. Or at least with her boyfriend."So what are you studying?" she asked as she noticed the open textbook on the desk and got up to take a look."Economics," Carl answered as he moved to the open book as well. "I've been stuck on a problem." Hmmmm," Sandra said as she quickly read the problem, "that's a tricky one." Tell me about it," he laughed, "I've been trying to figure it out for over an hour.".