.. If I couldn't get to you in time and..." he turned in her arms, wrapping his own around her. "I don't know if you understand this, but you're prett... important to me." He kissed her on the forehead, then the nose. Finally on her mouth, a quick hard kiss that turned into a leisurely exploration.When he pulled back, she was breathless, her cheeks rosy. She stood on tip toe, her mouth brushing his ear, "I have faith in you. Oh," she looked over his shoulder. "Your omelet is burning."He grabbed. I slip back into bed, my skin heats up with arousal as I am consumed by this burning desire for you. My fingers trace the path of passion that you have engraved upon my flesh. My hands move over my curves as my conscious self leaves and I feel my hands being replaced with yours. Hands caress my soft, warm skin, coming up to cover my breasts. With a gentle touch, fingers lightly brush against the tender tips and I moan against the emptiness around me. I arch my breasts upward searching for the. We reached her house and as she unlocked she winked at me. Her parents were also down and then my tubelight clicked. I went in and as we closed the door behind us I just grabbed her like a ‘bhooka sher’ and started kissing her. Moushmi was expecting this but acted surprised and said wait else you will spoil my dress and when we go down people will know something was wrong. She was right and so I just slowed and started following her around like a small dog after his master (here mistress). She. Her figure is 36-28-38 that I came to know later on. But in short she is a good-looking lady with good looks and a very sweet smile. As she has internet connection at her place so for us communication was not a problem at all. And from the same city then it’s not a problem at all. So on 14th she asked me my number and I got shocked. I have lots of things in my mind? Why she wants my number? Is anything wrong with me? Or why she wants my telephone number? I was a bit confused and was not ready.