I am 26 years old living in uk, but i spent most of my life in india as my parents had a business there. I am originally from a town in gujarat. I am ...’11”, well athletic built though i don’t have 6 abs, brown eyes (friends says i have amazing eyes), black navy cut hairs and a 6 inch penis. My friends think abt me that i am not that handsome but a good charmer and can get girls with my talks, well i have never believed this though. The story i am going to narrate to you happened when i was in. It seemed I was destined for a night in front of the tv and I settled down on the sofa with my third beer. Almost as I cracked the can, and as if she knew, Christine text. "Hello you. What you up to tonight? I haven't heard from you since we last got together". She was right, I hadn't even so much as text since and deep down I did feel slightly bad about it. Fortunately she didn't seem too upset. As I drafted my response a follow up came through "I thought if you were going out I could come. So when I called the waiter I went, “Waiter, two LIIT please.”It was by 4th drink we decided we should start dancing. We got on the floor now a bit crowded. We were literally just making out but not acknowledging it. Then I broke the ice and slid a hand into her blouse and held her hips. She bit her lips and giggled.That was my cue to slide my hands through the bra to feel her super hard tits and I got an “Ahh.” I leaned and kissed her. Her breast was awesome to hold inside the tight blouse in. " Everyone's right. Those are sexy clothes on you. You do look nice."On the way home, we stopped and got Chinese food, then went to the movies. I didn't touch her during the movie, though, and on our way home she asked me what was wrong."What do you mean?" I said."Don't you like the way I look?" Sure," I told her calmly. "You look fine. Why do you ask?" It's just that... you know... I don't know... but you think I look nice?" You look fine. Don't worry." Here was something funny. She was.