We were really close friends and use share a lot during our work days and we used to be seen together most of the time. I did not have any vulgar inte...tions then, but she was a sex bomb. Besides, she had a boyfriend in Delhi who used to regularly visit her. Once she asked for my house to have sex with her boyfriend and told me later that her roommates didn’t gave her enough space.Let me describe her: She was a quintessential Muslim girl with milky white skin and really sharp features. She is. His other hand cupped my breast and I groaned out loud. He pulled my top down and lifted my breasts out of the silky bra, bending to suck my nipples, nibbling on them gently and I moaned, too lost in the moment to care about the possibility of being overheard. Reaching down, I could feel his hard cock throbbing against my hand and I responded by squeezing him gently."It's not too late to stop this you know," he said softly, breaking away from me for a few seconds. "Who are you k**ding?" I. The front door hummed and I pushed it open.I pressed the button for the lift, as I didn't feel like walking up to the 10th floor. When I left the lift cabin, my teacher was already standing in the door frame and smiled at me. I greeted him joyfully and I gave him a little box of chocolates. He thanked me and I followed him into the flat. I could hand over the coat. At the dining table, he had already prepared everything. I sat down on the assigned seat.Sitting next to me he said: "The best. She came in saree for first time and her navel is visible. I am glazing at her for an hour and watching the event. Some of my friends came to me and said they were planning to drink and got some beers. I never boozed before and excited to drink. But I said I will join in 10 min in college ground. They left and I went to a my class and sat in the place where sarayu used to sit. As it was 8.30pm and everyone were in auditorium. I imagined sarayu’s navel and stroked my cock twice and spilled on.