The teenagers made comments amongst themselves loudly enough for Makalea to hear as the three of them went indoors which didn’t help matters. Ella ...losed the door after her and stood glaring at Makalea. “How dare you,” she said sternly. Makalea said as firmly, “Look her young missy, it wasn’t my idea you were put in charge was it?” Ella smiled wickedly and said, “No, but I am in charge and you have been very rude.” Makalea froze as Ella took her arm and stepped up to her as she landed the. She had blond hair, like me, but she wore hers in bangs and it brushed her shoulders. Her lips always looked red, but she never wore much makeup. Guys lusted after her all the time, and sometimes my friends tried to get me to set her up with them. But that never worked, because we all knew each other too well, and dates just didn't seem to work out. Everybody tried to "be" a date, when most of us knew everything about each other and had since we were little kids. There was a little groping and. I slip a finger into her pussy as I move from kissing her mouth down to her neck, nuzzling and kissing, nibbling her earlobe a bit, eliciting even more moans. She pushes me back a bit and lifts up her shirt, revealing those glorious breasts once again.I move down to her tits and start kissing and licking her nipples.“Ah, fuck I love that” she says as I suck a nipple in my mouth, sucking on it hard now, my index finger still slowly gliding in and out of her pussy, getting wetter and wetter by. I decided to pick her up at her place. Took blessings from her parents, had a little chat with them, discussed about the wedding and we were ready to go.I took her back to my car and we drove off. She wasn’t a showing off type of girl, so she always wore a kurti and a dupatta and jeans or leggings below. And everytime she looked as hot as ever. I kept my hand on her thigh as I drove and she felt embarrassed bit didn’t resist.We stopped at a ladies showroom for dresses to pick out her wedding.