We weren't really connecting and kind of ignored each other most of the night. I told her I was going to leave and I'll just walk home it was only ...5 minutes away. She said okay. I made my walk home and back to my apartment. I started watching tv and drinking some harder alcohol. Pretty much what I did every night. I went out for a smoke and saw a car pull into the complex and drive over to my building. No one ever got out and I was trying to watch to see who it was. I finished my. The familiar aroma of freshly brewed coffee quickly replaced the other, less pleasant ones. The first thing she noticed as she entered the living room was the new fire starting up on top of the dead coals in the fireplace. The next thing, was the smiling faces of the three male bodies sitting at the pine slab kitchen table. She felt slightly embarrassed at the attention, but also a little flattered.Tom put down a mug of coffee as Bradley placed half of a cantaloupe in front of the seat that had. This is my first time here. Kindly bear with my narration. It was the first time I had a real sex experience. It was totally unexpected.First of all, I am Mukesh, a 21-year-old guy, studying in a reputed engineering college in Chennai. Last May, a bunch of 10 students visited Goa for a batch trip. The heroine of the story was Renu. She was good looking, 34-28-32, Dusky with seducing boobs and butts. I had no feelings for Renu. But I have jerked off a number of times seeing her in tight. .. Should what? Should she try to flee? Was that her best chance?No! She’d walk right into the monster! Her best chance was here. But the air wasn’t flowing. And Jessica was breathing and would keep breathing even in her drawer. The CO2 buildup would kill her eventually, and if Ricardo opened the door and noticed the stale air, the game would be lost. Just returning to the drawer wasn’t an option. What to do? Flee outside? Again her mind screamed no at the thought.Jessica needed to get the air.