.Eric began to fuck me faster; his balls were slapping against my clit as he thrust into my eager cunt. I began to feel my orgasm building and I knew ...it would be so intense. I then begged him to fuck me harder…He did not stop; I began to cum like never I had done before.My round hips started to buck under him, my knees popping my legs up and down and my boobs moving onto the green velvet surface of the pool table.I felt my cunt muscles begin to milk his cock as it kept thrusting into me.Eric. When I got to the door I remembered one last item. ‘Who’s my handler this time?’ I asked without looking up from the file I was scanning. ‘Billie Haynes.’ He said with a mild tone of self-amusement as began rubbing his eyes with his fingers. I stopped cold in my tracks at her name. Billie! I’ve been trained to not react too apparently to any comment made by anyone at any time. It’s part of living your entire life undercover. Any hint of an emotional reaction to news could blow your cover. Firstly let me tell you about me…. My name is Lance, height 5’8″, 27 years of age, I wouldn’t say my penis is big but it’s of normal Indian size but I know to use it well.This sex story is from about 5 years back when I was studying BCom (Banking & Insurance) from a college in Mumbai and it was July 16, the day Mumbai was submerged in water due to heavy rains. Due to heavy rains in the morning, I and my friends decided to bunk the college and went to Tungareshwar in Vasai.We were 5 boys and 8. The excitement was overwhelming me with guilt.I’d wake up thinking I had a saw throat from him slamming his cock in to it.It was so real that when I spat phlegm out, I thought it was his cum.I was so taken out of my game that I took a week off work.The fact that both parties haven’t uttered a word to me since was nerve-racking.I felt depressed, guilt and humiliation, plus ecstasy all at differing times of the day.It even put me off wanking.Until on the third week after the event, I thought to.