“I know what you’re going to do with them.”“And you don’t mind?”Amber smiled naughtily. “I want to watch.”My eyes locked on hers as I ...humbed the soft material, twisting it inside-out. I moved the knickers to my nose and breathed deeply, inhaling the sweet musk that lingered in the fabric of the crotch. I’d never felt so close to her; her scent inside me: filling my nostrils, my lungs.My hand wrapped around my cock; it was achingly hard. Stroking, tugging my foreskin back and forth; keeping to. "No one told you to eat this," he said, waving the carton in front of me. It was odd to me that we were acting as if everything was normal. I expected things to be different between us, but he was the same old Jake and I was looking at him like he had horns growing out of his head. I had thought that the aftereffects would be different. I realized that I sort of wanted him to be as addicted to me as I seemed to be to him. I frowned noticing that this wasn't the case. I hadn't planned on feeling. He took the bags from me and asked where I was headed to. I told him to I was going to the shop over there across the street. ‘I need to find a piece of jewelry for a big party tomorrow,’ I said, looking again towards the black sky. ‘I hope the rain holds out for a while yet.’ ‘Ah, I think it is going to rain soon. We better hurry!’ He said and we hurried across the street weaving between cars and through the glass doors of the jewelry shop. I turned around and reached for the bags. ‘Thank. I started kissing her on her lips and she opened my pant and started to touch my penis through my underwear.I carried her in my arms to the bedroom and laid her on the bed. I started to raise her sari till thighs. I removed the pallu from her shoulder and started pressing her boobs with her blouse on. She got hot and started moaning. It has become too much for her and she stood up and removes everything inclusive of panty which I make my brother tearing the underwear. Again she laid down.