“Bom dia. Café da manha?”I opened my eyes, looking at her. She was young. Fifteen, sixteen at the most. Fair skinned, grey eyes, light brown hair...cut just above her shoulders. She wore a sheer, white off-the-shoulder tunic that was several sizes too large; with every movement she made, it threatened to fall completely off her A-cup breasts. The legged tray that she held prevented her from fixing it, and it seemed like its precarious hold on her little nipples was all that was keeping it up. I. I put my hand on her stomach over her t-shirt and was rubbing there gently. She didn’t say anything. So I put my hand on her bare stomach after pulling her t-shirt a little up. She threw a romantic look at me. I was shy but went ahead and put my lips on her lips. We started kissing and sucking each other’s lips. Our lips were locked and we were playing with our tongues now.She was so beautiful that I almost sucked her lips for 20 minutes without moving to any other body part. After feeling. Shaking I arrived and knocked at the door, he answered and pulled me into the hallway, pushing me up against the wall, his hands groping my tits, tongue forced into my mouth as he pushed his erection against me then pulling away slapping my face ‘cock hungry little slag aren’t you’.He lead me into the living room where there were another four men all in the 50’s or 60’s all watching porn on the TV, all rubbing their groins, til they saw me dragged to the centre of the room, their eyes left the. She brought me a towel and asked me for coffee. With an amazed voice , i questioned her that I have seen you in new mam, in etv2 right ?? She smiled and replied me yes. I said that i like the way you read the news and your sarees are superb. She smiled and said Thank You and left to get me the coffee. I started thinking that this was the best opportunity to fuck her. The rain didnt stop and it was 11:30. She said that it was not a problem if i stay there for a night, but i hesitated to that at.