.. er..." It's okay... it's just not really appropriate in a shared room."For a few seconds he'd stared at me, aghast. When he'd recovered hisbearing... he snapped, defensively, "You do it sometimes!" What?" Yeah. All that stuff about scratching yourself... and then the same smellafterwards. It's just the same as me doing it."I sat up and faced him, keeping my own erection out of sight beneath mycovers."Fair enough – so I won't do it either. I just did it when you were tooyoung to know about. Then I again asked: Did that guy see your face?She said: No, but he has seen my boobs for a few minutes, and maybe once he must have seen my face.Usha was getting confused and said: No, he maybe not because I observed when he was running light upwards to my face. But I ran quickly to a different place.To my curiosity, I asked: What if that someone came running toward you? And you didn’t see him and he started fucking you? What would you do then?Usha was shivering to imagine the situation if. He thought for a moment and then extracted his hand from between her legs. He put two of his fingers into his mouth. Even though Regan hadn't been wet, he could still taste her unique flavor on his tongue."You might need to help with your panties," he noted. Regan saw what he was about to do and slid her panties to the floor, too. She slid forward in the seat to give him full access and gasped when his moistened fingers started to make circles around her tender button."You are so good to me,". It was only after a few minutes before I remembered where I was, and that her skirt had risen up to her waist and anyone who glanced over could see her standing there in her panties. We had gained quite a crowd of five to eight guys.. some were blatantly staring, and some where just glancing over occasionally. I slowly put my self away, and pulled her skirt down. I had decided that maybe we had become too popular in that bar, so we left and went to a different bar up the street. One of the.