She bounced the ball a few times with her racket as she strolled towards them.“Evening guys, are you enjoying the game?” she smiled.“Enjoying wa...ching you babe” came the response from one of them, while the others sniggered.“ow good, I love an audience, lets see if you can enjoy it a little more”Lisa knocked the ball over the net at Kerry and told her it was her serve, while she bent down in her “return” position. Bent over at the hips, showing off her long sexy legs. She looked so cute in her. .there she was! These were the panties she wore on her trip home. The panties that contained her sweet bottom on her 5000 mile journey. The same panties traveled another 5000 miles to reach me!My cock throbbed as I sniffed and licked at the gusset of her black panties. I unzipped my pants and undid my belt, letting them slide down. I hooked my boxers and pulled them down letting my cock spring free. My hand found my cock as I rubbed her panties over my face. The feel of the silky nylon making. We carried it so well. Nisha never liked Manish as she thought that he’s a playboy. Yes Manish used to flirt alot with girls. But I never heard anything bad about him. We knew he is just doing it for fun. Nisha knew that he’s eyeing on me and she’s the one who told me in the beginning that Manish is hitting on me.As a group we were hanging around every day and we used to behave normally infront of others. But manish started asking me out. For the first time on 5th Dec 2010 we went out for a. My great uncle retired and died a year afterward, that's how much oil runs in our blood."Anyway, like I said, I had only male friends. It didn't start that way. But by the time I entered high school I became a greaser, you know, a shop geek and wore coveralls and grease. My girlfriends couldn't stand it. I suppose fucking their boyfriends while they kept them on first or second base didn't help matters."When we moved here, I felt relief escaping their sour glances. New blood of course made me.