The sexual tension between them was obvious. We guys just watched as Desiree slid her small hand up Zara’s leg, lifting her dress, sneaking her fing...rs under the waistband of her panties. She drove her tongue into Zara’s eager mouth, then Desiree letting her finger curl into the wetness of Zara’s sex, her cries of pleasure were drowned by the music beat, they virtually ****d each other, tearing each other’s clothes off until naked, sucking on each other’s pert little tits, kissing with lusting. I gave my phn to her. After 5-10min she came and thanked me. We started talking about normal stuff. She- hi, m preetiMe- hey, m pradeepShe- aap kidhar jaa rahe ho?Me- hissar or aap?She-mai bhi..Me- chalo koi sundar ladki ke sath to time niklega..She- blushed aand thankd me..!!!!!Batein karte karte time ka pata hi nhi chala or hissar aa gaya. Maine uska no. Manga to boli mere paas personal no. Nhi hai. To phir usne mera no. Manga or boli naya no. Lete hi aapko call kardungi.2-3 din baad uska. . had this feeling," she trailed off."So, what happened?"Melissa blushed, "I... It wasn't something you'd go around talking about... It's just... did you ever get the impression she was an exhibitionist? Or... or maniac... sex... maniac?" Alex? God no, she's more like the flower and romance girl. You've got her totally wrong." Maybe not." Yeah?" She kind of... she... came on to me."There was an awkward moment of silence."Alex is a reasonable person, just talk to her, tell her how you feel and. We introduced each other. You know how beautiful Pakistani women are. But she was fully covered in he dress and hence I could not see her structure. She did not seem to take any notice of me. She just said yellow, gave a smile and then turned her face else where as to say I am not interested. I was very disappointed and so was the aun.Aunty and me spoke about what can be done next as she did not seem interested. She said keep coming in regularly and hopefully she will talk to you when you are.