“Good, now put your hands on your hips, and turn around slowly until you are facing me again,” I told her, “I want to take a good look at your s...xy body.”Joanne blushed, but did what I asked, putting her hands on her narrow hips, and turning around slowly. I looked at her lean body, her small chest, narrow waist and hips, and her tight little butt as she turned around. Once she was facing me again, I examined the V between her legs, noticing that her pussy was sparsely covered with small wisps. Just like that. Oh, yes. Just like that. Keep going."I whispered my question, "Do my fingers feel good? Your pussy is so wet. I think you want to cum all over them. I want to feel your juices."She kept pleading, "Keep going. Keep going. I'm getting close." My fingering quickly transformed into finger banging when Randi let out a squeal, "Ohhhhhhh. There it is! Auggh! Augghhhhunnngggg!" Her pussy was contracting around my thrusting fingers. Her juices began flowing and soaking my entire hand.. I expect I would wander the halls like some ghost of Christmas past muttering about opportunities I had ignored or relationships I had wasted because of asinine pride or selfishness.Right in front of me on the platform was a female person wearing an impossibly high hat that was more ludicrous than impressive from a designer’s point of view. I was a bit of an expert on head pieces having been the unlucky winner of a seat behind the monstrosities on female heads at some interesting stage play or. I looked at my self in the mirror and I was looking like a weapon of mass destruction. I usually wear hijab to college but today when I tried it, it was messing up my saree. So I decided to go without hijab. It was around 7 in the morning and I realized today we have an Auto strike and now I had to take a bus. We did not have Ola or Uber in those days. So I went to the bus stop and there are only a few old people waiting for the bus.The first bus came and everybody boarded the bus except for.