I just smiled at him and went towards the opposite direction a little far from where he was standing and was admiring the full moon. After a few min h... came up to me and started a friendly conversation. I was feeling a mixture of embarrassment and happiness. I was in a short light-blue skirt and short skin-tight pale pink t-shirt. The lines of my white round-cup bra were quite visible and the breeze blew mischievously that my skirt kept lifting up now and then and the chillness made my nipples. Meena ka hath pakar apna land uske hath mai de diya, papa laga tar meena ko ragar rahe the aur meena bhi papa se chudai karana chahati thhi usne bhi turant papa ko underwear bhi tango se bhar nikal diya ab papa nange aur meena bilkol nangi khari thi. Uske ek bachha bhi tha phir bhi uske badan mai kasav tha. Ab papa ka land meena ke hath mai aur dono boobs papa ke hath mai, dono buri tarha se ek dusre ko masal rahe the jaise kai mahino se chudia chusai na ki ho, meena ko sare nai tarike maine hi. The bar has gotten more crowded, so I find Nicki and I have to dance closer together. I am now continuously aware of Nicki and watch her as she dances. This sexy woman has totally captivated my attention. My long dormant libido has awakened and I find myself wondering what Nicki looks like naked. I know it is absurd since she is a newlywed but I find myself watching her as she dances, noticing her body and the way she moves. I find myself getting very aroused as I imagine Nicki and I together.. We talked and I really got to find out how much of a slut she was. Basically she was always horny and did whatever any man asked her to do.One of her favorite past times was at a special "cafe" in Shinjuku where guys would come in and sit down at a table with her (or another girl) and talk with her. The tables had a long table cloth on it and the guy would fondle her under it, slowly gaining courage being more brazen about it until it often ended in a hand or blow job. I thought maybe it was.