Although we sat together, ate together, sometimes even studied together and eventually we got emotionally attached.One day, due to her father’s tran...fer, she’d to leave the town and shift over to Delhi.We anyhow never lost contact and promised that whenever either of us come to each other’s town, we’ll meet!And so it happened!During my vacations, I made a plane of visiting Delhi!As a matter of fact, my parents allowed me to go alone. So I went off to Delhi and had texted her that I am coming to. So yeah, with Mason, I was sure if I got him to look up my skirt, he would wank for weeks and...ummmm… that got me going.He finally admitted the obvious. He peaked at girls but never stared. He loved seeing panties. He loved looking up girls skirts. He loved watching girls asses in yoga pants. But stare? Never. He was just too fucking shy and unconfident.I was getting, shall we say, excited? Moist-excited. He was not my kind of guy but just the thought that we were in a private place and he. "No, I love saggy tits, small saggy ones the best. I could worship yours all day." Next time," she cooed.We continued to meet (she needed lots of help with snow blower, and her lawnmower). She became more and more relaxed and we got more and more adventurous. After enjoying more rimming she asked me about anal sex (heaven I thought). I told her how many people enjoyed it, but it had to be done slowly, and right. Starting with rimming was good.So she had after glasses of wine and I started.. I laid her back down on her stomach and knelt on her left side. I grabbed the dress at her hips, and slowly took it off. As I leaned over to get her feet out of her dress, I felt a little tickling along my crotch. She was lightly outlining my erection through my pants. She tugged on my belt and undid it, all in one swift move. She unbuttoned my pants and had my zipper open as I was taking off my jacket. I watched her yank my pants and boxers down in one motion. She took half my cock into her.