Nothing happened this day, but the bomb was set to explode very soon...I was very saddened by the way my relationship with July ended and I regretted ...er a lot. I hadn't seen her for 6 months when I saw her in the street waiting for somebody at a bus stop. She was gorgeous, she did not dress as a Goth anymore, she wore a tight white top, a grey pleaded miniskirt, showing the top of her thigh highs and a pair of tight black knee boots: exactly what I liked and what she had always refuse to wear. ]I am already engaged with a boy who lives in Bangalore, It is wedding season in house, in few days I am getting married, and all the preparations are going on at home. So my parents including me are very busy with purchasing stuff.One day my parents went for shopping, they left home at around 10.00 am after that I slept for 2 hours then wake up and planned to do some personal stuff.I heard a ring at door, I run to open door and was pleased to see Rishi there with few bags and some boxes with. I could feel her vagina grabbing at my penis again, and pre-orgasmic tremors began. As they did, I inserted a finger into her anus, and pressed down as she reached her 2nd orgasm. I had to hold back, and it took all the self-control I could muster.After a short rest, I put two pillows about 1/3 rd the way down the bed, and asked Alona to put her shoulders on the pillows, and let her neck and head hang over the pillows. Her legs hung off the bottom of the bed, and now she was in position. I. I look down and see essentially the same as what I saw in my dream. The only difference is that my legs aren't freshly waxed. I lost almost all my body hair because of the formula, but my legs still have that peach fuzz kinda hair on them. I'm overcome with the urge to wax my legs. I try once again to tell myself, "You're a man! Men don't wax their legs, they don't wear skirts, and they don't dream about getting fucked in the bathroom at Starbucks!" I've already gone so far though, and I can.