Everything became a blur and jumble of assorted scents and words and boyish hands, obscenely touching hands!The boys bent wild-eyed over her to drink ...n the beautiful young woman's cock-rousing nakedness. Many of them had never seen a naked girl before, and most of them had certainly never touched one. But this was special. This was no ordinary girl. As Champ reminded them, "remember who she is. I've been telling you about her, boys. She loves it. Don't be fooled. Would she have been out here. All these were happening in the kitchen and I have sandwiched her between me and the gas stove. And she is topless and stroking back on my dick.My one hand was vigorously exploring her cunt and other was pinching and twisting her boobs. She became extremely horny and started searching for my dick over my pants and I opened the zipper nd gave access to her and she was fisting my cock vigorously.I wasted no time and started pulling her saree up till her huge thighs and till her panties and. She ran her finger tips down my chest, stopping at my waistline. Then her hand slid back up and underneath my shirt. Her soft touch raised goosebumps on their way up.Her fingers stopped at my nipples; her thumb and forefinger lightly tweaked them and I swallowed hard but didn’t move.One of her hands stroked along the left side of my torso while her other hand slipped downward. And downward. And downward until it reached my waistband. With a firm push, that hand shoved inward, beneath both pants. With men Hala was like Mia; she went for what she wanted. And she wanted Johnny ... badly!Hala picked Johnny up at six in her newer model Fiat Panda. Johnny was amazed at how easily the square little sedan accommodated his bulk. He leaned across the gear shift and kissed Hala on the cheek. Then he fastened his seat belt as she smoothly shifted gears and drove out of the compound.“Where are you taking me,” he asked, “I’m famished.”“We are going to a small restaurant owned by my old university.