Shankar did not care other than the formal courtesy, for he bent his head and kissed Neha’s neck. Her neck was long and beautiful, sometimes obstruc...ed by her lovely hair. He removed the locks of her hair and as he was kissing her neck, she was turned on.Bikash and Sreejona had not slept after all. They too wanted to do something kinky that night. Bikash had his arm under the neck of Sreejona and slipped his hands into her large bosom. Sreejona was liking his soft touch and adjusted herself to. I pulled away from him and leaned back resting on my arms. I just stared at him, studying his facial structure, his strong features. I admired him for a second as he stared at me. "How much do you want me?" I asked trying to be seductive. He laughed lightly. "Right now? A whole damn lot." I bit the corner of my bottom lip. I studied him further trying to find words to explain him. I gave up, no words could ever be able to describe him. I leaned back up, kissing him hard. He gripped my back. She hadn’t arrived. In the dark, I peered at the audience thinking I had missed her and fearing that she wouldn’t show. The short intermission arrived and I quickly glanced back to the door.Wow, there she was sitting in the back row, with another beautiful girl who had to be her sister. She waved at me and gestured towards the seat beside her. My heart leapt in my chest, as I quickly stood up, while trying unsuccessfully to hide my stiff cock. I could hear the two girls giggling as I held my. When he looked at her he wasn’t just thinking about sex, or sharing a joint, or showing her off like some deer on the hood of a truck. Sometimes when he looked at her it was like he wanted to eat her, just gobble her up. Well if she wasn’t going to be somebody’s whore, or their dope buddy, or trophy, she certainly wasn’t going to be their cheeseburger. She wasn’t taking any chances with the maniac downstairs. She was staying put. ———— On Saturday she finally came downstairs. Looking around she.