“I’m here, Baby!” I told her. “Stay with me. Help’s on the way.” She was covered in blood and she was spraying tiny little flecks of it wi...th each coughing breath she took. The truck had hit us hard enough that her door had imploded. I prayed harder than I’ve ever prayed for anything.“Pete...” she repeated. “I’m scared! Hold my hand!”“I’ve got you, Baby. I’m here. Just hold on. Help’s coming.” I had her hand in mine and I squeezed it. “You feel that?” I asked. “I’m squeezing your fingers.”She. "Damn good tasting carrot", I said to her.I thought to myself that while I was there I may as well get desert and started eating my favorite pie.My eating a carrot from her pussy had apparently turned the woman on more than I thought. As soon as I put my tongue into her cunt she quickly clamped her legs around my head and tried to break my neck. Just before I knew I was going to die she groaned and collapsed on the bed. I quickly scrambled my way up her body out of harms way.My cock was waiting. I never took it to a next level.We both studied in a college which was located in the city of Chennai. We both lived in the outskirts of Chennai. I lived in my flat and she lived with her parents which was about 2 kms away from my place. It was the time of cultural events in our college. I had volunteered myself to be a part of the organizing committee.Coincidentally she also had volunteered. So we ended up working together for almost a month organizing the event. It was a week before the event. I didn’t really want to interrupt but I felt so bad. I didn’t feel like I knew her well enough to talk about the situation,. We got on well at work but that was it. I never spoke to her outside unless we bumped into one another on the street. I took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door. “Ash? You okay, babe?” “Fine!” I could tell was trying to put herself together but the squeak in her voice said everything it needed to. “Come on, you are seriously not okay. Talk to me.” I tried to.