Did I have a crush on her? Maybe. Was I lusting? Most likely.Ah, who am I kidding? I was trying to act cool, while her body was making me drool. Needl...ss to say, wanting to fuck was now a foregone conclusion. The chances of that actually happening? I wasn't thinking of that. I just shrugged. Until one fateful day...It was towards the end of class one day. We got assigned a group project that was due at the end of that period. In my group was my best friend, Armando, alongside Tami and her best. Once again I was rudely awakened by a shrill ringing sound. Cursing, I picked up the phone again, only to realize that it was not the phone, but the bell of our house that was ringing. I was wearing only my boxers and a crew neck vest, and muttering under my breath, I went to the door and looked through the peep hole. It was the 36-year old Punjabi housewife, Radhika aunty. I scratched my head and cursed under my breath wondering why she was here, when I had spoken to her only a few minutes. She smiled broadly when she noticed that I had removed my shorts and pants and was sitting on the ledge half-naked. The one thing you shouldn’t do on a climb is to remove your harness, but needs must as they say.I pulled the rope tighter, she took another step upwards before I tied a half-hitch from her side of the rope onto a carabiner that I had placed on the end of a well-protected sling and clipped the other carabiner onto her belt. Melissa was essentially tied off and made safe by the time. The girl's fucked out cunt throbbed, and Cindy needed all her energy to ignore it. She stood and checked the hallway, which seemed deserted.For a second Cindy was tempted to climb back into her bed, pull the covers over her head and stay there till morning. Running away wasn't her style, but she pictured big cocks in all her fuck-holes, started to get turned on by the thought, and forced herself to start creeping quietly down the hall,Cautiously, the curvy youngster made her way down the dark.