My body is the focus of his attention once again. He grazes his bare chest over mine before the moist heat of his mouth finds my nipple, swirls his to...gue and suckles, then gives the same attention to the other one. He cups my breasts in the palms of his hands and I arch my back to him, a craving stirring in my loins as he kneads my pearly satin skin. His lips create a trail of bliss as he journeys down and places a kiss right above my womb. Goes down even further and I seize his thick hair,. When the spurting finally stopped I was amazed to find that he was still hard.He reached down and lifted me up by my armpits. He leaned forward and kissed me greedily. I knew that he could taste his own deposit but that didn't seem to bother him at all. He picked me up like I was a rag doll. "Your bedroom?" he whispered."Up the stairs, the first door on the right," I replied softly.He effortlessly carried me up the stairs and gently deposited me on my bed. He climbed in beside me. His left hand. I thanked them and opened the box. There was a black coloured saree in that. It was so beautiful. He said he bought it from some Indian store and wanted me to wear that for the dinner. I agreed and went to my home to get ready. As I didn’t know to properly wear a saree, I wore it after watching a tutorial video on the internet.I got ready and was admiring myself in the mirror. The saree perfectly portrayed my hourglass figure. While I was lost in my own beauty, I heard honking outside my house.. But somehow I managed to hang the saree on my shoulder. After sometime some stop came and some males wanted to get out of the bus as their stop has came. So everybody in steps has to get down. As so I went down, but while going down I lost my control over my saree and it went down to my feet. I was facing those 5 boys at that time and they all saw that. But I immediately got the saree and placed it around my shoulder and I’ve rolled it around my waist for safety. Then after getting up again, I.