I pull out the invitation and am immediately struck by its elegant flare. The invitation is square, black, textured paper with silver text. On the lef... side is an ornate mask. I’m mesmerized by the mask, and I run my fingers over it, feeling the indentation from the printing. It’s silver and emerald green with long flowing ribbons, jewels and glitter on the face and a few feathers on the very top. It’s beautiful. My eyes dart to the invitation information. You are cordially invited to attend. Suraj ko main seedha samajhta tha. Par mujhe woh apni behan ke saath aisa karne ke liye kah raha tha ki main dang rah gaya. Khandahar pahunch kar hum sab ek jagah baith gaye.S: Raj bhai ab aap shuru karo .R: Theek hai, bhai.Jab maine apni pant utarni shuru ki toh pahle sharam se dono ladkiyon ne apna aankh dhak liye haatho se. Fir jab main neeche se pant aur kaccha dono utar diya aur apna 6-inch ka khada lund dono ke samne nikal diya.Fir Suraj ne Anjali aur Guriya se bola, “Ab dekho aur. To this day it turns me on to see significant tan lines. We had spent three night together and not once had we "gone all the way". She was a little apprehensive, understandably, about getting pregnant. Meanwhile my friend and her friend were banging in the next bed every night while we played safe. Anyway, that last night, I suggested we go onto the balcony. It was a cloudless night and the moon was almost full. I had on some shorts and she had a t-shirt and panties. We sat together on a lounge. "Her words were saying "NO" yet she lifted her ass lifted as I pulled at the waistband of her panties. Her pleas to "stop" contradicted the parting of her knees as my face leaned in between her thighs. Perhaps she was trying to give me a reason to stop, by suggesting that we NOT do this, but her actions seemed to suggest that she wanted this as much as I did! I used the flat of my tongue took a long, slow lap up from the area just above her little puckered hole and across her puffy outer-lips..