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“Now, fuck, now. Pull your fingers out now.”Her orgasm is monumental, accompanied by a huge squirt which arrows upwards into the air, and then rains down onto the pool table. I dejectedly recall that I’ve never made her come so hard.Joy takes a minute or so to come back to earth, grabbing hold of Ivor’s semi erect cock, cajoling him to full hardness.“Time to get that cherry popped, I want that thing in me now.She gets Ivor to lie down on the table, colossal dick standing proud and erect now, I marvel at the girth of his manhood, he’s going to struggle penetrating Joy’s tight hole, that’s for sure.Slowly Joy mounts Ivor’s scrawny body, lowering herself onto his giant pole, as I suspected, Joy is having to work very hard to take him all in, he is just over halfway now. His face is a vision, pure elation as he finally gets to penetrate a woman.“Keep still Ivor, let me do the work, I want all of your lovely cock inside me. She slowly but surely starts riding him, gyrating her hips, trying. ”I was astonished as well as happy. I obviously don’t need to explain why I was happy. Then came the toughest question, “Which of my friends do you dream of fucking.” I stared at her eyes and replied, “I only know two/three of your friends and all are in a committed relationship.”“Yes, that is true. But I have a neighbor Naina. You would like her for sure and she is not in a relationship.”“Yes, I have heard her name but haven’t got the chance to meet her.”“You will, someday. Now sleep.”Days past and we never talked about this issue. I also didn’t press upon it as I got busy with my work. I had already forgotten the matter until one day when I went to Sheetal’s place to booze. I knew her parents were not there and so it won’t be a problem.I rang the bell. She opened the door, gave me a tight hug and we smooched. “Finally you came, I was waiting.”“Sorry yaar got stuck in traffic on the way.” All this while I hadn’t noticed that her dress wasn’t in a proper way. She was wearing a one.
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