.. called her this morning to fix a mess that my girlfriend had caused for me, asked for her number after being impressed by her very helpful attitude... though admittedly the British accent helped, too, and then, well, we set up a lunch date and really hit it off!” I chuckled now.“I ... guess so!” Ernie stammered, as if aware that lightning struck in this case, “What about money? Do you have enough to provide for her? And what about ... your girlfriend, for that matter.”“Girlfriend’s future is. The words bring you so close to the edge. ‘Yes, baby,’ you say. You can practically feel me smile as I kiss you. I bite at your neck, working my way down to your breasts. The nipples are hard, despite the ever increasing temperature in the room. I run my mouth around your tits, my tongue around the edge of the nipples before drawing each one into my mouth, my hand teasing the other one. I start to work my way down to your stomach, my chest resting on your clit. Your hips rising, grinding. Her bangles clinked as I pulled out my hand slowly, feeling the slight puppy fat on her milky stomach. I put both hands on her hips to check if the saree was firmly in place.She held my hands and pulled them up into the narrow curve of her exposed waist, and looked up into my eyes. I felt a strong attraction for her, like a magnet pulling me, but broke away at the last second.Piya gave me her beautiful hand to hold while she stepped into her 4-inch heels. I bent and looped the straps around her. She was shocked hearing this and asked why did I say like tat?? I replied “you shouldn’t scold me or tell to my mom. If so I will tell you”. She agreed. I said like her a lot. She asked what made you to like me? With out thinking I directly said your lips and firm boobs. She was shocked to hear it from me. She said you are very bad, go to the room and sleep.I had no choice. So I went in and closed the door and started masturbating thinking about her. To my surprise suddenly she came in to my.