” “Me too,” I replied. “I have the day off. How about Starbucks around 11?” “Sounds good,” she replied. “I gotta go. I’ll see you ...omorrow.” “Wait.” I said. “What are you going to wear?” “Huh?” She asked. “I don’t know.” She paused. “What do you want me to wear?” “Something hot. Surprise me,” I said. I heard her sigh as if she were anticipating out meeting as much as I was. “Okay, I will,” she said. “Shit! I gotta go. See you tomorrow.” And she was gone. The next morning I got to the. "Thus was sealed the contract for the surrender of my maidenhead, though Bobby did not yet realize the special gift — special to me, anyway — that he would be receiving. Sealed without a kiss, without the adolescent groping that bridges the gap between seduction and foreplay. Sealed instead with a nod and a soft smile that assured me that I was in for a gentle afternoon.The ride to his dorm was eerily silent. I thought of nothing but his sweetness; I feared that he thought of nothing but my. ” We did, and had some fun at the same time. I immediately went to work, researching the subject thoroughly. I watched several video’s, noticing how horny I got toward the end of each. I also looked into several X-rated date sites, compiling dossiers on four prospects. I took them home and presented her with them, examining each while sipping wine and playing with each other. By the end of the evening she narrowed it down to one, a 30 something single male named Steve, with an infectious. So by smooching her, I was carsing her boobs and naval. Slowly I reached her pussy over her saree and cupped it she arched her back a little. Then slowly I put my hands inside her saree and touched her soft puffy pussy it was very wet oozing a lot of her precum.I went near her ears kissed it and told her to remove her blouse hook and she did it and I opened her bra hook. Her boobs became free and bounced out of her bra. I lifted it and started massaging it with both hands and she was arching.