"She grinned widely. "No, Master, I guarantee it won't. It is said that wrestling a greased pig simply gets everyone dirty and annoys the pig. In my c...se, the feeling of two oiled bodies sliding against each other is an erotic experience that is second to none. Since all sex is simply friction, then the oil reduces the friction to make it much more pleasurable and longer-lasting."I shook my head and smiled back at her. "I'm not sure I believe you, but I am certainly willing to give it a try." I. Toer. Morning, Jess replied back. He took his seat and started on the homework he didnt finish last night. Math was a particularly hard subject for Jess. He was just one bad grade away from failing the subject for the semester, but at this point that was the last thing on his mind. Staring at the blank sheet of paper in front of him, his mind started to wander. What am I even doing here? I have no purpose, no desire, no happiness. If I decided to just run away today, will anyone care? Will my. Marks breathing became faster as he jacked his cock rapidly. I moaned and threw my head back. My pussy juices were starting to drip onto his seat. I rubbed my swollen clit as he dipped his fingers into some of my wetness. He brought his fingers to his lips and tasted my juices. I moaned and he started the car back up. A car was coming in the other lane. He started driving again and slipped two fingers into my soaking cunt. I moaned and began to grind against his hand. He pulled off of the road. I happened to meet up with a good friend Sheena (name changed). She was in her 3rd year at a reputed medical college in Mangalore. She happened to be in town visiting her parents. We spoke over the phone and decided to meet up for lunch at a restaurant in Manipal.To my delight, Sheena had got another girl Avantika (name changed) along who happened to be her classmate. She was wearing a red salwar suit, wore spectacles and was dressed in traditional Indian attire. But there was a spark in her.