Indian Sex

Anandita and I held each other tightly, tongues and lips working with a fury of passion. I shifted my hand from her buttocks to her

Neetu and I had been married for ten years, and for those years I had always been faithful to her. Our life together was good

“Oh, don’t go there!” my friend, Bhupen told me. “It is a terrible place.””How do you know?” I asked.”My father served there for five years,”