He seemed a bit shy, so to help him feel easy I took off my pallu from my shoulder and asked him to start. He took up his cock on his palm and began.S...owly I started unbuttoning my blouse hooks , which were in front and in a few secondswhen I looked up I was amazed . Ketan was standing in front of me rubbing his nearly 7 or 8 inch long and cock pointing it towards me . His eyes were on me, I hadn’t taken off my blouse , just unbuttoned it and the sight hardened my nipples and my cunt became wet. " She raised her head. "What's wrong?" "Look around the room." There was a bar against the far wall. Several men were there without partners. A few of them caught her eye and smiled. "What on earth!!" She then realized what was happening. "They're looking at me," she said, half pleased, half stunned. "At my legs." "Not to mention other things. I want to rip all their hearts out." She glanced up at him. Passion flared in his eyes. Passion and possessiveness. "That's the nicest thing you have. " I stepped out ofthe floral maxi dress that I had been wearing, wrapped the denim skirtaround my waist and buttoned it up. I decided to leave the bottom oneunbuttoned as it created a sexy slit, providing a view of my white silkythigh when I walked.My other favorites were the mauve-colored corduroy mini skirt, whichlike my denim skirt was casual but could be made to look dressier with anice blouse, and the floral skirt that my mom picked out for me. It waspink and was made of the most. I prayed that my dampness hadn’t soaked them, but I was wrong. “What’s this?” he said pressing his fingers against the front panel before withdrawing and bringing his fingers to his nose. “I think she’s interested!” he added before sucking the digits into his leering mouth. “Come on Fred, give us a chance at this.” It was the gentleman in front of me, still smiling as his hand went under my skirt. The gentleman on my left slipped a hand under my blouse, cupping my 32C breast. “Oh, very nice”.