Fortunately, both Robby and Cynthia’s boyfriend were friendly, if not quite friends, and had amusedly kept the two separated before the night could ...egenerate into a certified bitch-slapping catfight!Chad Pennington, Cynthia’s old boyfriend, who had been dumped in the aftermath of the ‘upgrade’ incident was also present. His date, a girl notorious for the ease at which her morality could be compromised by alcohol or other substances, had indeed gotten loaded before arriving. Chad was totally. She was not replying still).Me: I know Praveen calls you Kavim so even I will call you Kavi too. I got few more pics of you naughty Kavi if you do not reply I’ll put it on the internet.Aunty: (She was crying) Please don’t do that… pleassseeeeeee.. tell me who are you and what you want?Me: Right now you can call me Sir, I’ll tell my name later. I just want to chat with my sweet Kavi. I want to know what you are wearing now.Aunty: Sir, I’m wearing saree.Me: I want a kiss from you now. send me a. Wonderfully perky breasts that any man could love. With a small patch of hair between her legs.Luckily she does not look over at me, but instead goes for the shorts and puts them on. She glances over at me just as she reaches for the tank top, so I quickly get back to looking for a shirt. I think she noticed me because once she got the tank top on she asked if she could borrow a pair of my underwear. My heart began beating faster because I knew that I had been caught, but I just went along with. Shivering softly at her touch he hesitated, wanting to feel her hands sink lower, slide into his boxers, embrace him in an entirely new way. But just as her thumbs reached the hem of his boxers he felt her subtly grind her hips forward, her thick cock pressing into the curve of his ass.Snapping back to reality he shuffled forward, away from her, climbing from the bed a lot faster than he had intended to. His hand moving to the light switch beside his bed, clicking it on.He looked down at her in.