My beloved Jennie was a true romantic of the first order, whilst her sister was a “down and dirty” female that liked it a bit rough and talked the...language of filth and depravity usually found in pubs and brothels in contrast to her sister that preferred the words of dreamy-eyed poets speaking of everlasting love and the all-consuming search for the perfect soul-mate.Still, she looked like Jennie and her ass and tits were perfect replicas of Jennie’s perfect feminine assets. With that as a. The club was warm and comfy, lot of scantily clad girls and good music to go along. It was Aksh’s birthday and we were expecting few friends to join us. I was middle of my second drink when I saw her and few friends enter the room. I knew her friend, her name was Shiksha. She used to stay near my apartment. We knew each other for sometime now. But what caught my attention was her friend. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Her pink top hugged her full breasts. A pink skirt with lot of legs. I had met Mr. Miller a few years back when he came into town, dad’s army unit was having a reunion of some kind, and dad brought him by the house. I could not have been more the ten years old at the time. I remember him as being a big man, almost the same size as daddy. The day that Mr. Miller showed up on our door step daddy had just got home from work, and he had had a long day at the office. It was a hot summer day and daddy and I were sitting on the sofa watching the news. Our screen door. .this story is about 3 years back. We had just moved into our New house. We had independent rooms,so I even had my own balcony, besides our house there was a building and on the first floor just in front of my balcony 3 college going girls of my age were living. They knew me as they were in my college. But at that time I was more into studies so hardly use to get time watch girls. I had a good lean and tall body.I was though average looking but was good in studies and sports. My cock Is 6.5.