“Oh yes...yes...” I sighed, shamelessly humping his hand. I came in a burst of heat, moisture and sparks, twitching and sighing as I shuddered in ...elease. “How was that?” he asked. “Did I help?” I smiled. “I feel so much better. But now it looks like you need a little help,” I said, lowering my eyes to the sizable bulge in his jeans. “Y-you really want to?” he asked, utterly shocked. “I’ve never touched one before. Can I touch yours?” I asked. “Yeah,” he said, still looking shocked but. Class was over; now it was time to keep her lunch date with Brent.She turned many a male head as she made her way across the courtyard toward the sixteen-story building in which Brent worked. Dani was quite a looker; she was a twenty-year-old college coed with a gorgeous fair complexion, long, flowing blonde hair and expressive blue eyes. Five-foot- six with a figure to die for, she had on a pink top and low-riding, hip- hugging white pants, which left a substantial swath of midriff. Ye sunke to muje aur jyada excitement ho gaya.Me: thik hai deepika niche se koi aate dikhe to batana.Abhi me teri is didi ko suhagrat dikhata hu.Aur fir maine vandy ko apni taraf khincha.Usne pink colour ki chaniya choli pehni thi jis me se uski kamar dikh rahi thi.Chandni raat me ye mast badan mahaul ko aur ki sexy bana raha tha.Maine uske komal komal lips pe apne lips rakh diye.Kiss karte karte me apne hath uski gand pe ghumane laga.Itni mast gand thi uski ke kya batau.Wo bhi kiss karte karte. We left the center, had a coffee, and went back to our cars. Something was on her mind, but she didn't tell, and I didn't ask, too personal, I thought. She hesitated, toyed with her car key nervously, spoke of plenty of time, and would like to have a drink or two in my new apartment. Back home, I opened a bottle of red wine, and we talked about everybody and his dog. Eventually, Bea brought up stories of school, focused on our last year, when guys and gals tried to hook up with me in her.