Swati: Raghu, how are you?Main: All good. Aap batao kaise ho?Swati: Aap mat bolo yaar, tu hi sahi hai.Main: Theek hai. Kaisi hai tu?Swati: Thodi ake...i hun. Boyfriend nahi hai mera.Main: Oh, seedha boyfriend. Kabse single ho?Swati: 3-4 mahino se. Waise tum dono ki awaz mere room tak aati hai. Priya ko badi berehmi se chodta hai tu, bohut chillati hai.Main: Usse rough pasand hai. Tujhe kaisa sex pasand hai?Swati: (Smile karte hue) Acha, waise topic maine hi shuru kiya hai. Mujhe mann hai koi. She was in raptures now, throwing her head from side to side, eyes closed and breasts thrusting into my face. I sucked her nipples and rubbed and gently squeezed them even as my cock was doing its thrusting act. I could sense her cunt tighten around my cock each time i sucked my nipples hard and her juices flow around my dick. This went on for over 30 minutes and each time i had to hold back from coming by slowing down and shutting my eyes and visualizing my editor’s face-a sure fire way of. As Sarah walked back towards me I couldn’t keep my eyes off her beautiful long legs that were barely covered by her short skirt. “Ok, so first lets do history. King Henry the VIII–” blah blah blah. She was talking while I looked at that short skirt. She was sitting cross-legged on the couch and I kept getting glimpses of her panties. I was so caught up in her panties that I didn’t even notice when she stopped reading. She was staring at me… when I finally. I help take her clothes in and put it in her bag. I did take her bras and panties and put it in the bag, and then I asked her “What are these for?” Although I did know what they were, I wanted to hear it from her mouth, and she says “These are underwear.” And I say “This looks like my shaddi”, taking a panty in my hand, because shaddi is what we call men’s underwear in our parts. And she says “Well I wear it like you wear a shaddi” and I asked her, “Can you show me?” and then she takes off her.