I saw her there. She was wearing salwar and sleeveless kameez, but she didn’t notice me. I stood there only and didn’t initiate conversation as I ...idn’t want to be creepy and played it cool.She noticed me when the ceremony was over and waved at me from a distance. I waved back. Me, Arjun, Bebo, and a male friend of mine had lunch together. Soon my friends joined in and she went from there leaving the boy’s gang alone.Now, at the sangeet night where my dreams of fucking her took place in. Francesca loved the junior hockey games and the atmosphere at Queen's Park Arena. The game was a sell-out, the crowd was lively. There was lots of scoring for an early-season game along with the usual rough and tumble antics. The management of the team really went all out to entertain and make families feel welcome. The team was new to the area and had quickly became popular.I looked up the theatrical plays at the various playhouses in the city and made a couple of suggestions to her. She. Later she texted, and asked, did I find her attractive..? I said yes..she asked, if you had to write a naughty one liner to me, what would u have written? I said- I would have written that ” I wish it was real” .. She asked, what do u wish was real..n then she started to get curious..I said..I wish that my lips on yours were for real..and she went silent again..I said, there are many more wishes, but I guess you don’t have the interest to even hear. She replied, she has a boyfriend, but I. His breath blowing steam as it mingled with her trimmed covering, brushing along the throbbing of her clit that beat in time with her anticipating heart. Kneading her ass cheeks, he buried his face amongst her petals, smothering himself as he inhaled her musky spice. Breathing in her intoxicating scent, his tongue flickered out for a light taste.Her juices covered his taste buds, lighting his desire as he became addicted to her sweet flavoring. Wrapping his lips around her opening, he began to.