The strong jets hit me in my throat leaving me no chance but to start swallowing the cum while trying desperately not to gag. I moved my lips up and l...eft on the glans in my mouth. I felt the last few pulsations pumping the remaining sperm out. Mel finally relaxed on the comfortable bed. Her cock was still throbbing though and I was still with my lips wrapped around its tip and shaft. I made one final move down sliding her penis to my throat again and then took it out. There was still more sperm. I was left with Aparna in front of me and the deep v neck she was wearing displayed her heavenly bosoms. Since she was 5’3 and me being 6’1, I was not in a comfortable position and I was failing miserably in maintaining eye contact with her which her blush and her face turned red.I guess, she was surprised that a 21-year-old would find her attractive. I and Aparna clicked instantly since we had common interests like sports, current affairs, politics, and food. I was showing her the house and I. It was surreal for me when that happened, somethng very speciaI. I had control over her. I can make her do anything I wanted at this point, and squirting is on that list. And I made sure she squirted again for me just to emphasize ownership over her pussy. This was my pussy. Mine! I loved her so much.We both agreed that now I would finish up. So with her still laying on her belly, she propped herself up on her elbows as I now lay down on top of her. I begin to fuck her just like that. I love. It is late, and we can’t make it work. We both decide we should try later. Frustration sets in. I caress myself and think of him, His touch, his gentleness, his strength, his roughness. Though I cum again and again, I am still not satisfied. I need him. I sleep and dream of him. I can’t get him out of m head.The following day is a day of pampering. New color, new cut, mani-pedi with French tips on both hands and feet, massage…A full day of nothing but attention on me. I still have him.