It is going to be a long story, so please be patient.Talking about Shruti, she was my senior batch-mate while I was pursuing my PG in Mumbai. Kannada sex She again took the pen and wrote, “Stop smiling, idiot, I don’t want anybody to know about this.”Then we acted like nothing happened and finished the lecture.It was lunchtime, so we both sneaked out and reached a nearby coffee shop. When we boarded the train, we both stood near the corner and let the crowd aside. She hesitated at first but then she looked everywhere to see no one was noticing us. So we started whispering.Me: Shruti, I can’t control more, it’s paining now.Shruti: Enjoy, there is nothing more we can do now.Me: Please take your hands off my dick, else my dick with come out tearing my pants.Shruti: Shut up!!We were actually seated in a corner but facing everyone. For a moment, she kept her hand on my dick and I kept my head down on the table and was recovering from what had just happened.
