I’ve never kissed a man with a beard.”“I’ve never kissed you,” he said, smiling.Her hand came up and pressed on the back of his head. That k...ss was firm, but not passionate, clearly a “Thank you” kiss between very close friends.“I need to go,” he said, as he pulled his lips from hers.“Blue balls?” She smiled.“Something like that.”“Too bad Stephanie isn’t here,” she teased.“Indeed,” he said.She sat up so suddenly and quickly, transitioning from a completely relaxed woman to an energetic one,. Now fuck my brains out," Saro ordered. Jabin was standing behind Khaniz and she whispered in her ear, "See I told you. Saro is such a slut. She can't get enough of her husband’s cock." Khaniz watched in disbelief as she watched Saro get stroked with John's impressive cock. "God what if Samir ever walked in on them," she thought. Khaniz's train of thought was interrupted when she felt Jabin's hands on her. Jabin wrapped her arms around Khaniz and fondled her breasts through the uniform blouse.. She said that when they realized that she could not fight back, they started to squeeze, pinch, and knead her butt cheeks rather brazenly. She even had a bruise on one of her butt cheeks to back this up. She turned her head to try and figure out who was grabbing her butt, and that the man with the shaved head was still plastered up against her with a big shit eating grin on his face. There were also two dudes on either side of him plastered up against her shoulders, and that it appeared that. Being single and in college, I had a lot of time to give her. We spoke over the phone a few times as well and she loved my voice. She always told me that my voice made her fall in love with me before even seeing me or my pictures. So, one day we were chatting and we decided to meet up. I told her to wear the red saree I saw on her profile picture. She was hesitant because her parents might doubt.Then she told me to pick her up from her friend’s place because then she can hide bring the saree.