Kabhi uske boobs..rohan ka no. Le liya tha bs tanya ka maagna baaki tha…..Ek din maine mauka dekh pooch dala : tanya whtsapp pr ho wo boli ni…mjhe...lga mzaak kr rhi h… Tabhi rohan bola ki iski to fb id b nhi h..aur husne lga .tanya ka muh ban gya…baad mai rohan ne btaya ki phone nhi h iske pass…Agle din maine tanya se frankly baat kri… Maine kha phone kyon ni le rhi… Wo boli mmy nhi dila rhi ..12th le baad milega….maine kha okh.. Fb id kyon ni bnai…wo boli aise he aati ni…Maine mann he mann. He just chuckled and with one hand waved the waitress over whilst his other covered her hand on the table. As he ordered their drinks V watched his easy confidence, taking time to talk to the waitress but not flirting or making her uneasy. She wondered to herself, where do people like this learn this stuff?With their drinks ordered, he turned to her and V felt as though they were the only humans on the planet. The rest of the room blurred like a fisheye lens. She looked into those eyes, eyes. Des met us at the door in a short skirt and loose blouse. I made the introductions and could sense Pammy's fear. "Des here, works in a night club and she's going to teach you how to serve, I'm going to want you to work a few parties for my friends and it'll be good for you to learn the right way to do it."Des, show my friend here her new outfit and run her through the business of how to serve drinks. When I had told Des what I had in mind, she got right in the spirit of things and took me to a. Within minutes, we were passionate and feverish, feeling each other all over, our hands cupping each other’s breasts, her hand under my dress, feeling up my thighs, her fingers eagerly seeking my quivering pussy. Suddenly, the bright lights of a car appeared in the aisle and interrupted us. “Not here, Danni, not here, we should go back to the alumni parking lot, it is much more secluded and private there!” She whispered back, “Yes, please, Cyd, please, and hurry!”Even though it was only about.