Considering myself unfortunate that day, I decided to pay Rishab another visit.The next day around 1:15 pm, I reached his place. He kissed me immediat...ely, which was a little awesome for me as I liked that. We kissed for few minutes and then took our seats. We chatted for few minutes, and Rishab expressed his desire to see me nude.He said that we can continue kissing after I get nude. Now I wasn’t that shy as I have already got nude earlier in front of 5 guys. But yet I pretended to be shy. On. I poured two glasses of wine, one for Gary and one for me, as I waited for Gary to exit the bathroom. I looked at my image in the mirror. You could not tell that I was not wearing any panties, but my erect nipples left no doubt that I was sans a bra. My perky, 34B breasts poked proudly through the white cotton material of my t-shirt. After four or five minutes, I began to suspect that he was masturbating alone in the bathroom. That thought, both disappointed me and relieved me. I was. I kept my dick at the entrance of pussy and slowly started to push my dick in the pussy. It’s hard but I again tried to push hard.Finally, it went in and she opened her eyes and started to feel the pain, it was unable to bear. She started to cry, I was confused and kept my lips on her lips to control her pain and kept my dick like that for 2 minutes. After that, she stopped her crying, spread her thighs and kept it on my waist.I started to move in and out of her pussy. She was also started to. Head pounding, the light glaring in from the open curtains drawn apart, exposing the view of the ocean from the open doors to the balcony, she rolls on her side, covers her head with a pillow. Barely able to think, to realize where she’s at, she feels the heartbeat pulsing through her ear jammed up against the stiff pillow. Body aching, joints burning, the hair on her head sore to the touch, her hangover’s crippling. A single bed, a private suite, she realizes she’s alone, somehow back in.