I decided to pop round Friday and caught her as she was going out shopping with her mum, “oh! Hi i forgot you were coming round” my first thought ...was if her mums legs were as gorgeous and long as hers, Katy had a nice white blouse, short checked black and white skirt a lovely pair of black diamond patterned style fashion tights, which were semi- opaque showing a lot more definition than the thick black opaque tights I saw her in before and knee length leather boots making her look a lot older. She used to wear nighty at home and sari while going outside. She was so sexy in her sarees. Coming to the incident. I used to go her house every Saturday directly from my hostel to her home as it was near easy for me to wash my cloths and do my stuffs. Usually I reach there by 4pm in the afternoon. But on this special day I was late due to sudden bus strike in the locality.. Somehow I reached her home by 11pm. I thought she already slept and I knocked the door calling her name. But there was. He pulled her tight to his chest and grasped her buttocks. Sheila panted in his inescapable hug, feeling the skanky trailer air steaming up through her shorts and into the massive slash of her creaming cunt which was hanging open due to the clutching paws of this rough man.“I’ll give you 625 and that’s it,” she declared bravely, feeling the bulge of his genitals rubbing against her belly. She shuddered at the horrid thought of what they would be like. He held her still and they stared into each. Her hands discovered him as if she had to make sure each inch, each stretch of skin was unharmed, untouched by violence. He let her, so counter his normal nature, he remained completely passive under her hands, even though there was no doubt he was a willing participant. She loved the taste of water on his skin, the way the taut muscles spanning his chest twitched under her questing tongue. She slid down his body and with each centimetre along her path she felt his tension rise. On her knees.