We had all been sitting around drinking all day having a good time. She had been flirting a bit with me just playfully nothing out of the ordinary eve... before we started having sex she would do that type of stuff. My wife was laughing about it saying we seemed like a couple more then me and her because she was talking to friends that had came into town. The fireworks show started and within 5 minutes it started to rain lightly nothing to leave over but enough that everyone had umbrellas opened,. I actively participated and made all the arrangements. And on the d-day I was about to leave my home and suddenly I got a call from Appu( as I call her) and she was saying; hey can u pick me up while going. I was ok with it.She came after 30 mins to the stop and I was waiting there for her. Her sister has dropped her there and she left. She saw me smiled and was coming near to me and while coming she has placed her foot on a rock and had slipped slightly which was enough to make her pallu fall. I would start to watch and masturbate. Then I'd close my eyes, imagining it was me... Well back to the real story: Just after I turned 18 (witch is the drinking age limit where I live), one of my friends asked me to go to a party with her. She was very different from me, outgoing, popular, sexy and a year older. But for some reason we were very close. And I went with her to the party. I didn't really feel at home there. I didn't know anyone besides my friend, and spent most of the time sitting. He leaned back out and asked, “Why aren’t you wearing panties?”“It’s my birthday,” she replied as if that somehow explained everything.“Oh,” he responded with a slightly puzzled look on his face, “cool.” He went back to work.Alyssa looked into the camera and shook her head laughing. She spread her legs and rubbed her pussy, giving him a good view, then quickly sat up and covered herself again.Alyssa: You hear that?MasterLUST: Yep. He got an eyeful too.Alyssa: Mhmm.MasterLUST: He gets a.