I was studying for some competitive exams which were held in February. I knew I aced those exams and would get selected under any circumstances. I was...pretty chilled out since the results would be declared next month.Coming to the story, I live on the Ground floor of a heritage building built by the British ( hence there were flats on the ground floor too). There was a family who lived on the first floor. They had migrated to Canada for the past eight years. They had given their keys to us as. The feel of her body against mine was heady. She immediately held on to me tightly with her arms and her legs, as if she would never let me go. I opened my mouth as my lips touched hers, tasting her mouth and letting her taste her pussy juices in my mouth. I was aware of every touch – the warm smoothness of her skin, the strands of hair around her face, even the roughness of the cotton sheets against my legs. The air conditioner was rumbling softly, perhaps straining to compensate for the. For a minute I think I just stood there massaging my breast, rubbing my stomach with my other hand, avoiding actually touching my pussy. Then, heh it’s weird where our minds go sometimes…or well mine at least, I thought of my father…I thought of my brothers and I began to think of what they would think…then of how my friends would judge me, what they would say of me if they knew and I just 100% immediately stopped…no longer did I even have the energy to fight the knots in my stomach or even. I said these nipples are great,I could suck them all night.You will be she said.She then stood up and told me to pull her panties down.I reached up and pulled them slowly down her legs to expose her dark black pussy hair.Nice thick bush.She had it trimmed for her bikini under wear.She says do you like hairy pussy.You bet I said I love a hairy pussy. Linda squatted down,took my cock in her hand and started rubbing it on her cunt.I couldn't she her clit or cunt lips through the hair but I could.