Dimpy : Bablu, control.... We really can't do it right now.

She is giving reasons but I am not in a state to follow her.

My dick had begun to stiffen when I had first set eyes on her a few minutes ago.

My mind had taken a pleasant wander down memories from last night.

Dimpy : what?

Bablu : what?

Dimpy : I am asking you, what do you want?

Bablu : I want to fuck you until my cum leaked out of you pussy and down my balls with each thrust.

Dimpy : you are too much, Bablu. Do less gym... It's getting hard for me to match your stamina.

I smiled.

Her short black skirt got me even more horny than my already overactive male hormones normally required of me to be a man.

My dick was now raging against the tight shorts confines of my running shorts.

Bablu : what is the chance to get caught here?

I asked her when my fingers still groping her ass, full of her warm flesh as all good manners flew out the window.

I gave her a powerful squeeze to encourage her answer.

Her face was dangerously close to my chest and she breathed in my musky odor before she responded.

Dimpy : 90 percent.

Bablu : means we can manage.

Dimpy : oh God, I can't handle, I really can't resist this.

Oh, fuck! Dimpy was hot. So very hot.

Dimpy'd been mine since the time we met in a bar one night two long months ago.

But last night lines being crossed and she belonged to me now.

Bablu : you want me to speak to your dad, I can tell them that we love each other?

Stay tuned