So we let it happen again and again and again. In the years since, we had went home together quite a many times. However, we only really got along in ...he bedroom. We usually fought the whole way back to his place or mine. But if we made it to the bed in one piece, I couldn’t resist him. ‘Please Iz. I don’t have it in me to fight with you tonight.’ And so I didn’t. There was no point really. I would have gone with him no matter what. ‘Your room or mine.’ I laughed. I stood up and pulled him up. They were screaming for meto touch. Eventually, I couldn't hold out anymore. I spent the wholeafternoon masturbating.That night as I stood in front of the mirror preparing to go to theclub, I couldn't escape the feeling that something was very wrong. Ijust couldn't put my finger on it though. I suppose that I would needto cut my hair, which hung halfway down my back and curled at the ends.I might also have to work on my butt; it was firm and round, but stuckout in a way that made it impossible. After her last drops she didn't put back up her panties and she told me to sit with her against that tree. I sat there and she asked me what did I intend to do with my "problem", I was too hard. So she told me to show her how I used to masturbate. I lowered my pants and I started to touch myself. She asked me what I was thinking about while I was doing it, I answered that I was thinking about her pussy before when she was peeing. She started to touch herself and she now spoke with a weak and. So as decided she accepted it was 10:30 and movie was at 11:30, so we got ready, why I don’t know but she wore saree today, wow she was looking hot in it, I love women in sarre, specifically I love check out ass of women in saree it gives the clear view of ass, I hugged her and whispered in her ears that she is looking dam hot in Saree.She Tapped me and said, chal nalayak bahot naughty hogya hai tu, I watch you from some days that you are eyeing on me. I smiled and hugged her more tightly this.