At dinner some how the topic came to daring her to go to the wash room and take off her panties. She was wearing a short sun dress. She did it. Walkin... back to the table she handed me her panties.We were at our favorite restaurant. It was quite a popular place and given that it was Saturday evening, we were one of many tables for two lined up in a row not more than 2-3 feet apart. While that seems close, it did afford us a bit of privacy. We continued to have a nice dinner and managed to go. She plunged them in and out quickly, moaning around his fingers. She cried out in frustration when he pulled them out. It became a different type of cry when he put his hand inside her dress and bra and pinched her nipple, sending a surge of pleasure through her body. His other hand wound into her hair and pulled hard. It hurt. No one had ever pulled it so hard before, and she loved it. Their bodies were inching closer together, her left hand clutching at his arm, gripping his shirt, she was. I was saddened to see the joy they had in each other and knowing that I could have enjoyed a similar joy if I had been honest."I swore then that I would be who I am and never lie or allow a knowing false impression to exist about me. Not that it really mattered, but I also decided that I would have no further sex until and if I married. I went out from my parents' farm and talked to the night spirit. I was given this name and told that it will be mine. It means magical stone. I also was told. He gave me his bike key and left. I told Bindu, “Shall we leave?”She was just speaking with her naughty eyes. The journey was heavenly. In the beginning, she had just kept her hands over my shoulder. But as the road turned bad she had encircled me fully over my stomach area. It was very difficult to ride with her soft firm hot boobs rubbing me and her arms about half feet from my crotch.Finally, we reached the doc who gave the usual medicines. He told it was nothing serious and we left. We.