It was just after diwali thus at night there was chill in the air. She was wearing blue denim jeans and fitting red t-shirt. This was making her look ...amn sexy. She always used to wear a light perfume which smelt like rose. This all was making me tense and exotic. then she started talking to me and now I was relaxed and was enjoying her company. The time passed and after 2 hrs. she felt like sleeping .She slept and I was looking outside the window the lights were switched off by the driver as. Chal aab tayar hojaaa aaj mera land tere gaand se milne aa raha hai.. Aache se milwalDaya:- aaree aap use mere gaad ke dwar par to rakhiye fir dekiye kaise uskaa swagat karti hai meri gaandJethala:- achaa to tik hai to lo mera land aaraaa hai..Jethala apna land ko daya ke gaand me dalta hai pahalese hi tel hone karan jethalal ka land asaani se gaand me chala jata hai par fir bhi daya ko daardd hota hai aur chilati hai..Dayaa:- aareee taapuu ke papa aaaraaam seee merrrii gaandd faat gaii lagtaa. “Mari,” He said, “What are you doing? Someone is going to see you.”“That’s what I was hoping for, Phil. And that someone is you. I wanted you to see me with a banana in my pussy so that you could imagine something else in it. Hmmmm, Phil, what else would go in there nicely?” I asked.Phil cleared his throat again, “Mari, I haven’t had sex in two months and you are diving me crazy. You are making me want to slip into the bathroom and jack off.” Phil whispered.“Phil, baby, you don’t have to go. It started out slow and innocent, a touch on my arm, a squeeze on my shoulder, every time Matt got up and soon he was sitting very close. I didn’t stop him, there didn’t seem to be any reason too, but looking back, there was a thick air of lust. A sexual tension.Although I wouldn’t admit it, I liked the attention and was open to it and I think Matt knew it too. It wasn’t hard to tell that Matt was extremely fit, and good looking, maybe I was flattered. Several beers later and with him sitting.