But I keep falling for damn pranks, his twisted lil sense of humor.Well few weeks ago he invited me to a bday party for his sister in law. It was nice... I was dressed all nice, I really wanted them to like me, so I was all nervous. Make long story short, party was nice and it was moved to a bar. It was nice, I got a whiskey sour and he got a rum n coke, which he paid for. His hand between my legs was making it hard to enjoy my drink. I'm sitting among his friends trying to smile and look. I reached to that flat within 20 min and asked her to follow me to the second floor so that nobody can notice us together.Finally we reached to the flat and closed the door, as soon as I close the door I held her hands and entered to inner bed room of the flat and it was little dark inside the room so I did not switch on lights and hold her to a sudden kiss, she was moaning and saying Vishal you are nice, I was now in no mood to be good I asked her I am going to be wild, she asked how, I told. I sucked her perky little nipples and felt her breasts, neat, shapely things the size of Jaffa oranges. She stiffened a little as my mouth did its thing, and soon I was ready to go lower.“No penetration,” she reminded me as I made my way down her belly into her pubic hair. She smelled fantastic, so sweet and girly. I pushed her legs apart and she offered only token resistance as she enjoyed me lapping at her and getting my tongue into her slit. When I moved further down, loving her crotch and. Get some rest, huh? Church is early tomorrow." With that, her mom walked back to bed and Sandra relaxed against her pillows. When she fell asleep, she dreamt of the mysterious KJFreeman032.*Over the next couple of weeks, Sandra talked to KJFreeman032 almost every night, until the wee hours of the morning. More recently their conversations had become less publicly appropriate, and a bit slower due to their one-handed typing. Sandra was amazed that this man, who said the KJ stood for Kevin James,.