He was thinking she did so because she wanted more, and so he took her behind the shelter and made her pregnant.We want to say 'No', but why should we..., when it's natures way to override the concerns of men who are not there and want to be. These cynical men are no better than those who successfully gain access and manipulate female erectile tissue to new heights, and stir our wombs with cocks, once seen, and never thought possible to go into places too small in our minds to comprehend. My first. I ran my fingers lightly over the edge of the cup where her creamy tits were exposed, stroking her flesh tenderly. Cupping her breast in my hand I repeated her gesture of making sure the straps were properly adjusted, feeling the firm, yielding flesh quiver in my fingers. Her nipples were plainly visible through the thin fabric of the cup, dark, brown, inviting circles under the pure white of the halter that surrounded the sharply outlined mounds of her nipples. I took them in my hands and. I have introduced Nidhi, and also the conditions which will influence her actions and decisions. If I have appeared a little aimless and wayward, it is so that certain uniquely Indian aspects of the story do not end up confusing and hindering the flow of events later on. ************** Fear. Nervousness. Doubt. These weren’t emotions Nidhi Sinha was particularly familiar with. If she had indeed once felt them, it was now too far in the past to remember. In every aspect of her day-to-day life,. “Oh fuck.” He gasped as the head of his cock slipped in, just like that. He was so wet from fucking me there was very little resistance. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, the pain intense, a burning stretch, and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to wait until tonight for my own orgasm after this. In fact, I had a feeling this little scene was going to be at the top of my masturbation repertoire for weeks, maybe months, to come. “Oh Missy, your little asshole…so…fucking…tight!”And with that,.