Ask her.Maybe she wants me to show my bra to someone, so she buys the fashionable ones.” We laughed. My hands went to her back to undo her bra, but ...o hooks there. She laughed. She wore a front hooked bra. I engaged her in kisses and deftly undid her bra with one hand. I felt proud of myself! I pushed her back to bed. I cupped both her boobs firmly and squeezed them, joined them, rubbed them, kissed them. I played with them intimately, like a child. I circled her reddish brown nipples and heard. And then I bumped into her virtually in today’s socially connected world of Fb and Tinder. We never met but only chatted and gradually started sexting. She told she never sexted with her previous bf.Our sexting started with normal what are you wearing stuff then went on to talks about fingering, pussy eating, cum drinking and she told she used to get so wet and hot from our talks that she had to cross her legs tightly to suppress the feeling of putting something in there.Then after 2 months she. “I am OK; a little embarrassed, but OK.” “There is nothing to be embarrassed about.” Jerome attempted to reassure me. “It was a simple medical procedure, nothing to be embarrassed about at all.” He was trying to let me off the hook, but we both knew what had happened in there. “I doubt most of your patients react to that simple medical procedure the way I did.” I looked at my feet, unable to look him in the eyes. Jerome tried to suppress his smile, but his expression betrayed his amusement.. As though it was my idea..I cursed my self when I hear that door bell. My mom was really cool and asked pranav to stay on her bathroom. He did that.She suddenly wear a nighty .And then walked towards the door. I really wondered what happened there.But those friends didnt know any backstory. She returned after 5 minutes.And asked pranav to come out.They both lied in the bed.She removed her nighty.Pranav removed his jeans too.So he was now in his underwear. Bindu took that underwear too.Then she.