?A brief gasp of surprise escaped the young woman’s lips as the executioner reached forward with one hand and began to part the narrow strip of hair...above her snatch. Several members the audience knelt down to get a better view of their prize. The young woman’s breathing quickened as the man continued to toy with her forest, massaging her mound with his fingers as the audience watched her vaginal petals began to fill and separate. She flinched as his finger slipped into the cleft of her. We arrive at her house and She says, "Wait a minute."She opens her front door and enters the house.She comes back and tells me. "All clear."I take her hand while smiling. She leads me to her room and locks the door behind me.She pushes me on her bed And says, "Babe, I couldn't wait any longer. I've been wanting you. And this is our moment. We can't be afraid anymore."As I speak, she is slowly rubbing around the front part of my pants. As my bulge grows she moans under her breath. I say, "Babe I. The skirt was good because the split was to one side at the front and could be adjusted depending on how many buttons were done up. We went back to the same place as the night before and on entering we saw the same two guys as the night before. This could make things easier as we already knew them. This time we sat in a booth where they could get a good view as I dared her to undo all the buttons on her skirt making the slit open enough so that they could see all the way to her pussy if she. We introduced ourselves and chatted as we waited for our Uber. She was pleasant to talk to and we instantly became warm, talking all the way back home. Aditi, I noticed was very frank and plain-spoken, not shying away from topics others would have considered forward.A few hours passed by as Aditi hung out with my parents, relaying stories of her family back home. I stayed in my room, on my bed, watching a movie. It was evening when she came to my room and plopped on to my bed, still possessive.