During the whole journey, I was just complimenting them for their looks which made them blush and giggle a lot while I had to try and control myself.A... last, we reached the party and I was introduced to her friends as a cousin, which was authenticated by Payal and after some time few of her friends started flirting with me while few were ignoring me. Slowly I started mingling with everyone, congratulating the bride.After sometime Megha and I hit the dance floor, as we start to dance the floor. I then remove my tank top and am fully nude in the moon light and am going to finish what I started. I move my hand down to my clit and start to rub vigoursly as I do I start to imagine this perfect stranger inside me. I am fingering and rubbing myself to what seems like no end. I cant take it anymore!!! I start to knock on the wall in a frantic pace. I don't stop knocking until I see him come threw my door. I stop and a with my legs spread wide open the only words I can push out is "I am. She broke the kiss, smiling, and Danny watched her hands undo his belt and pants. He raised up as she pulled his jeans and underwear down a few inches, enough to free his fully hard, 6 inch cock. Her pussy tingled again at the sight of her desires.Her expert fingers wrapped around his shaft, slowly stroking him. He watched her bend down, having a clear view of her face as her hair was still in c***d-like pony tails. She didn't beat around the bush. She slipped his cock right into her warm. His name was Sam, he called himself a "photo journalist", and when he drank, which was often he regaled us with stories of people and places he'd been and photographed. He showed us some of his journals, he'd been a photographer during the "War", he even had pictures of celebrities and politicians he met. While we were going through some his journals he went in the kitchen to get another beer, and I picked out a journal that sat in a separate box. There was a picture of a lady posing in.