Sara's parents were out of town for the weekend, and she had asked if Pete and Carter, her ex-boyfriend and Pete's best friend, had wanted to come ove... and hang out that night."I mean... well yeah... I guess it would be great to be able to have sex with your friends. It would be freakin' awesome, actually... I mean just think about it – no strings attached sex whenever you feel like it. But I still feel that society feels one way, and it would be way too risky for a guy to bring up the subject. She was fully nude, with only stockings. I being 6 feet, my height was surpassing the girl. Her face was up to my chest. Being so close to each other, I could not see her pussy. To do that, I needed to bend.Still, I was sure that lucky room service guy, who was behind me, could see everything. He was eyeing her and must be happy. I was not able to control my feelings, which were showing on my face (which I got to know later). The girl and I were facing each other, and the room service guy was. We were living in Malviya Nagar. Our monthly grocery items were purchased by Mom and Dad from the Malviya Nagar Market itself as they were long time customers and the quality was good. But small day to day items which used to fall short or was urgently needed were being purchased from the Gupta stores a small Kirana stall behind our house.Since I was the only child I was always assigned all such odd tasks, to get milk from the Mother Dairy booth, Get fresh Golden Harvest Bread, butter,. Sie stand in der Toilette bei Karstadt und streifte sich ihren Rock zurecht. Mist, dachte sie. Hat sie jemand gesehen? Sie hängte den BH wieder auf den Bügel, nahm ihre Tasche und atmete tief durch.Sie wurde nervös. Ihre Hände und Knie begannen leicht zu zittern. Erlauben Sie mal! Das ist eine Damentoilette sagte sie brüskiert. Ganz langsam öffnete sie die Verriegelung der Toilette und öffnete die Tür.Vor ihr stand eine Schwarzer Mann von schätzungsweise 40 Jahren. Er trug eine schwarze.