She wore black knee boots and a fuzzy blue short-backed jacket. Her hands were in her jacket pockets and she stood there almost motionless. Everything...but her was moving in slow motion. She seemed to almost be floating in air. Her gaze so intense that the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. The loud sounds of the party muted to the point of total silence. He focused on her lips as they slowly began to part."Maaaaarlooo..." He heard a disconnected voice whisper close to his ear. He flinched. She said. “Wow Amit, its bigger than I imagined. I’m gonna savour this one today”. Saying this she took the full thing in her mouth, driving me ecstatic. She sucked me well and knew the tricks to make it grow harder. I suggested her to come around over me and we got into 69. It was the best 69 I ever did. Her pussy was so wet n tasty, I loved it. We both were moaning and slurping, eating each other as if there is no tomorrow. The build up to this session had been very good. She was repeatedly. I started to panic when I saw that there was no Uber available on the app. There was no one on the street to seek help. I looked on either side of the street and at my phone and worried more.Out of nowhere, Scott appeared in front of me and was surprised to see me there at that time. He said that it is required everyone to carry a document to go outdoors and that the police would let you go only if you have a valid reason and approval to be on the streets. His words added more worrisome in. The two women start talking about this and that, and Jill and I goupstairs to my bedroom, where we read, talk, listen to music, and surfthe web. I find Jill's facebook page, which has a gushing entry aboutthe dresses she is to be given for her birthday; later she will addphotos of them. At one point, Jill notices the fuscia dress hanging inmy wardrobe (I have thoughtlessly left the door ajar)."Who is that one for?" she asks."I thought it was for you," I say.At this point my mother enters the.