He begged me pardon if his Words hurt me.He asked”suma,could you please join me for dinner tonight if u r not angry with me”I Said yes.We metin th... restaurant at 7.He was wearing a cotton shirt and a 3/4.I was on a red chiffon saree.He was staring at me all the time,and i enjoyed his eyes all over my body.Soon i got a msg from Rajeev that he ll be late to reach room,as it is his final day,they hav soem booz party there.I didnt feel angry as i was used to it now for days.On the way back to. Me: or didi kesi ho or yar aap to din din sukhti ja rhi ho?C: are kuch ni yar, pta ni kuch tabiyat thik rhti nhi h or uper se ghar ka sara kaam mujhe hi krna padta h or tujhe to pta h wo to ghar par h ni to mera dhayan kon rkhega.Me: ni yar esi bat to ni h , dhayan rkhne ke liye to bhut log h , hame bula liya kro kbhi ham dhayan rkh denge aapka.C: hehehehe ha ha tujhe to bulaungi , kbhi aata to ni h mujhse milne or kahta h ki jodhpur se bulau huh.Me: are didi me to pdhai me itna fasa rhta hu na. The joint had eased any anxiety which had been bothering me for some time - not from guilt but fear of rejection. With her though, I didn't feel nervous or tense.As she stepped up a little onto a raised grouping of tree roots, we were now at eye level as she smiled once again. Her hands down around the hem of her tee, she slowly pulled it up and over her head. In a leopard-print bra, the piercings in her chest temporarily removed, my eyes followed the curves and lines as she reached back and. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Though I had no way of judging relative to other guys, it was big, hard, and had a huge head that was leaking something. I had heard enough to know that it wasn't anything bad, so I just leaned over and licked it. It was thin, watery and just a little slimy, and salty -- and I enjoyed its taste.The next thing I knew I was slurping up and down his wonderful cock, enjoying the feel of it in my mouth and the sounds of his moans. He was thrusting a.