“Tell you what; I won't look if you don't. At least not too much.” We laughed, shared a warm, friendly kiss, and set about finding our clothes. As...we were getting dressed, Jeanne said, “Do you smell coffee?” “Tyler told me they were going to have coffee, Danish, bagels, and donuts this morning,” I said. “Are you hungry?” “Are you?” “Famished,” I said with a laugh. “I'll pack up this stuff later. First things first. May I escort you to breakfast, dear lady?” “Is this our first date?” Jeanne. As the details become clearer, you see an older gentleman with short, dull blonde hair and thick dark eyebrows wearing a white lab coat over a red button up shirt with brown khakis and dark brown leather shoes. The man before you has a serious look in his eyes, but also has an encouraging smile. You can't help but think that your know who he is. His name isn't coming to mind, but you know for sure that you've met him (or at least seen him) before. Before you can ponder the man's identity. If you have not read part-1 and 2, I strongly suggest to do so in order to enjoy this part. Please send me ur feedback and suggestions on In the previous parts I told you how I got indulge with neerupa in a seductive chat at parul’s anniversary party which led us to some sexual and lustful moments with lots of moaning in the room.To mene uski ankho pe uski bra bandh rkhi thi or use khoob tadpa raha tha, use bahi both mza arha tha mere in sb harkato se. phir me dhire dhire uski chut k pas gaya. She could feel her own eyes brimming. "I think I'm going to die if I can't kiss you," she murmured, half-choking on her tears."Me too," Jonelle said.They embraced and kissed, at first sweetly, then ravenously. Laura kissed the tears on Jonelle's cheeks, kissed her eyes, then her neck, her ears, her hair. Jonelle kissed back, with growing passion.But Laura made no move to undress her. It was like being back at the beginning, not knowing how far to go. Jonelle was the one who broke the ice."Is it.