One day I was caught in the train among a strong crowd all young and old. I was surrounded with young boys all pressing against every part of my body.... I was totally helpless as one hand slowly started fondling my boobs. The hand was pressing my left boob and catching the nipple in his fingures.My nipple has become stiff. I could suddenly find another hand on my other boob. This hand was also fondling my boob and catching my nipple. I was slowly getting hot. The hands caressing my boobs were. Accidentally Nagma’s lot of cleavage can be seen as she bends in excitement by watching TV. I started chit chat and find they both greedy and love wearing dresses like TV stars.Karim brought a bottle of whiskey & mutton for us. In the veranda he serves drinks & in the corner his wife’s making food for us. Fatima younger wife is extremely fair wearing a sari. Karim bring a chair & table in the veranda for me. I ask Karim, 1 ltr of whiskey is more than enough, who will have it, he replied sir,. It is ecstasy! His arms are place next to my head as he thrusts into me, and I hold onto it as it feels he is thrusting harder and harder into me. His dick pushes against my cervix which is a little painful, but also the best feeling in the world.I feel my orgasm approaching again, and I begin to scream as the wave hit me the second time. Imran keeps moving above me with the stamina of a stallion! He keeps thrusting into me throughout my orgasm, not losing his rhythm once. I look up at him and. Being new and novice to the game I did not know how to control myself and further linger on the fucking time, her repeated and continuous pussy attack on my dick made me feel a sharp rise of a boiling feeling in my balls. So far I had not had any girlfriend and so, my only experience was pleasuring myself with hands but sex education at the school had explained how the squirting of creamy stuff into a girl could make her belly grow with a baby in it. Thankfully I could feel myself ready to.