She wore a white tee along with a black jeans. Her boobs pressed hard against the tee-shirt. The juicy lips were made even juicier by the pink lipstic... she had applied. Her ass was as good in shape as that of a perfect football.“How are you Shweta?” I asked.“Not good obviously! One of the friends is leaving yet again”“that’s so sweet of you. Ek baar bol do, nahi jaunga.”“haha. That’s so funny. Itni achchi career oppotunity miss karoge?”“arey tumhare liye kuch bhi”that’s when Rahul intervened. By the time I had cleaned myself, she was already lying down and sucking on Ralph. They didn’t need me now, so I wrapped on my sarong and with a glance at Ralph now with his head buried between Carol’s legs as she carried on with her ministrations, I quietly left the classroom. Ann was talking to Debbie as they sat at a table in the bar. I stopped in the doorway just so that I could watch her without her knowing that I was doing so. A wisp of hair would fall forward and she would give a little. Everything worked exactly the same, except when we went into the hideout under the stage, I was Paula.What neither of them knew was that our secret little trysts were caught on low light video and were at this minute being processed into a very interesting DVD.Now everything was primed and ready. As a finale to the evening, I was supposed to introduce a memory segment that would show scenes from our high school days leading up to scenes from our lives today. I had very carefully made sure. Phir somya ne kaha abb sirf oil ki kami hai sexy lubricated oil maine kaha vo kahan hai ussne 1 bottel nikala aur kaha yahan par bottel me oil khatam hochuki thi phir somya ne kaha warden ke naukar se manga lete hai warden ka naukar kafi budha tha aur uski tang kabar me latki thi phir somya ne mujhe jane ko kaha to mai sarma rahi thi kyun ki maine kafi sexy dress phen raki thi phir mai uski pass gai vo buddha mujhe ghur ghur ke dekha raha tha maine usse bottel di aur kaha aisa 1 aur bottel le.