By the time I was undoing her bra clasp with just my left hand (even more impressive given I’m actually right-handed), my cock was straining for a w...et lady hole to slip into, and by the time I tossed Tanya’s bra away and started groping her great tits, it had found its way into her wet cunt. ‘Argh! Oh baby! Fuck yes! Fuck, fuck me you fucking stud!’ she yelled so loudly, I was convinced neighbours could hear, but I didn’t care. She had slept with over twelve hundred different men, but she was. All my life I had been the good girl. I went to school and got good grades, never touched drugs or alcohol, and never even talked to the boys who I thought would try "bad things" with me. I was a virgin, and I was fucking unhappy about it. I couldn't stop thinking about sex. At night I would lay awake touching myself, and thinking of all these different sex scenarios. I watched hours upon hours of porn, and was wet from the moment I woke up till the moment I went to sleep. I needed to be. Maine humesha ghar ke bahar sari pehenti hu, aur ghar mein nighty, tracks ya comfortable kapde, aur bahar ghumne ke time western clothes.Yeh kahani thode saal pehle ki hain jab Shanaya 5 saal ki thi, aur hum kaafi saal baad saath mein ghumney jaa rahe the. Hum Nainital aur Jim Corbett jaa rahe the ghumney, aur isiliye hum Mumbai se Delhi flight se gaye aur wahan se humney 7 din ke liye humney ek Swift Dzire book kiya.Humare car ke driver ka naam Mushtaq tha, woh bohot caring tha. Mushtaq bohot. Ditto Joanna. You, Joanna and I will each receive a third of Dad's estate."I nodded; none of this was new."Do you understand what Dad's situation is now?" Craig asked."Mom told me he has Alzheimer's. That was a couple of years ago, and that he had to go into a nursing home after Grandmother died two years ago."Craig nodded. "My parents, Tom, are, were, people of their time. Dad was thirty when I was born, thirty-three when Ellen was born. He's in his 70's now. His first years were rather.