Imagine a rock-and-roll venue with about 600 university students swilling beer. Mind-blowing for an otherwise innocent kid like me. I stood for a whil... by the bar, sipping a beer, when a guy came by and struck up a conversation. He was a second-year engineer I’ll call Red. A husky guy who looked like he played football. When we could actually chat, he informed me of the Saturday night protocol – that guys standing alone by the bar were indicating there “availability”. So, Red wanted to know,. "Wonder how the veiw is down there..." I teased as now all she could see was the back of my body, specially my bare ass as it wasn't far from her face. I don't think she minded at all though, as every now and then she'd lift her head up a little and kissed my bumcheeks.I let my hands go from her body but with her legs trapped under my arms, she was still stuck in that bent up position, with my hands now free to do what they want to her. I teased her juicy little pussy some more with my fingers,. Facing the sink, her back firmly towards him and the door. she removed her vest, sliding it off over her head. Tossing it casually onto the chair, allowing him just a glimpse of the side of her breast, her eyes on the big old mirror watching him as he missed nothing of her body. Both knowing perhaps in their different-ways that the next few minutes would be a landmark in his young life. A sink full of cold-water (there was no hot supply) and the cool room speeding the wet soapy flannel which. My cousin often has very short hair, and it always suits her well. Unhooking her bra was easy for her. It didn't take her more than one second. She is so skinny that it is easy. She removed slowly her bra enjoying my reaction, and revealed her very small pink areolas, but they were beautiful, even on this size. A girl as pretty as her didn't care about her breast size, she knows men love them no matter what size they are. At this point, I thought the spectacle was over, but she didn't stop. She.