I couldn’t see what hair he was talking about — I don’t remember what he was saying I was so mesmerized. I couldn’t control myself, I bent dow... and sucked his nipples.“Usually guys start with a kiss, you know?” he said, half laughing, while pulling me up to his mouth.My mind exploded when our lips first made contact. His tongue entered my mouth and familiarized himself with it. His right hand held my head in place, while his left slowly went down my back towards my ass. My hands were already. Since I was a senior focused on graduating not partying he figured that living here would be what he needed. I figured that since he wanted some quiet for studing he would be the perfect roommate. Roxy moved in and we got along OK. Between his studying and his part-time job in the local pizza parlor as a waitor we only saw each other for a few minutes day. After about a month and a half he lost his job as the pizza parlor cut back due to the slow economy. I told him he could stay til the end. Isliye aksar travelling karma padta he lekin is traveling me agar apki kismat achhi ho to kabhi kabhi apko bahot fayda bhi hota he. Ab me apko apni story batata hu ak baar me Janipur se Ahmedabad jar aha tha by bus. Subah ka moka tha sardiya chal rahi thi to thand bhi kafi thi.Me plat form par bus ka wait kar raha tha meri nazar ak aurat par gayi wo barbar muje dekh rari thi uski umra karib 35 k aas pas hogi. Usne sadi pahni hui thi. Middle class family se lag rahi thi. Uska figure bhi achha. Even the way I was eating my orange was sexual, small tiny bites, purposefully showcasing my tongue. Every once in a while, I would shoot a grin to my husband telling him I bet you wish you could take back that kiss now!! When my orange was finally finished, I took Chris left hand and swung it around my shoulders, allowing me to snuggle against the side of his body. No, it wasnt anything too sexual, Chris hand was on my shoulder and upper back. But this was clearly an act that I should be.