I had to ask her."Maybe Andy wouldn't lose his respect for me, but what about Anita?" I believe I can speak for Anita when I tell you that she's OK wi...th it..What happens on our Friday nights is just between us anyway. I want tokeep it that way. Now I want to make love to the sweetest girl in thewhole world."He put his arms around me and brought his lips to mine in an open mouthkiss that I quickly responded to. When we finally broke for air he tookme by the hand and we went into the bedroom.. She was a typical South Delhi girl with coloured hair, branded clothes, and she spoke in a certain way. But what attracted me to her was her humility.We met through work and connected from day 1. We had many things in common – working in the same media industry, the baggage of coming from single parent families, troubled spouses and our love for smoking pot.We used to catch up 2-3 times a week after work in Hauz Khas, sit in the car, roll a few joints, smoke them together, speak about life and. .. at her request!) However it eats like a horse, costs a fortune and it`s me that has to be dragged round the park by it each day, me supposedly exercising the great b**st! Then there was the year of the tattoo, she had me tattooed along the length of my prick, So that, like a perverse stick of rock when hard it has her name along it, it should have read Jackoline unfortunately I didn’t think I could put up with the pain so being a wimp there is only five letters! Her pet name is Jacko (most. I bit her ass once, twice, thrice; it took ten bites for me to go from one side of her ass to the other (five per side). My plump darling had grown indeed. My thirst wasn't slaked though. I wanted more.Shawn gasped as I kissed her brown little shithole. I slapped her meaty cheeks and she squealed softly. I sucked in her nutty, racy sex musk, and reveled in the days where I'd fantasize about fucking her in the school's band room."Oh jeez! Stop!" Shawn pleaded. "I'm crushing my books!"I stood up.