He thought of not to waste the time and slowly placed his hand on her waist and she was in her churidar and tried lifting her top a bit.Slowly he star...ed exploring her waist and reached her belly button and slowly touched her with his fingers and this time, there is some change in her face and he feared that she might wake up and create a hassle.So he paused for a while and as she herself came closer to him did the same thing once again and this time, he clearly observed her expressions on her. Just about going into the bushes we found another couple. They were behind the tree and kissing each other. The girl’s kameez and bra was taken off and the boy was sucking her breasts and nipples. They got frightened seeing us and the girl hid her boobs by her hands.I smiled went close to them and said don’t worry we have also come for the same thing and asked if we can also be there and do. They smiled agreed. I thanked them both and kissed the girl on her bare shoulders. I went ahead and. As I slide down in my chair slightly to get more comfortable, your hand rests gently on my thigh. I can feel the heat of your hand through my jeans as you gently stroke my inner thigh. “You look beautiful,” you whisper into my ear before kissing my neck gently, “so beautiful.” I moan softly as your hand travels up to stroke me intimately through my jeans. I hear you chuckle softly when you notice the dampness between my thighs. The button of my jeans melts beneath your fingers and I groan as. In the past, she’d told you about men before you, bigger men or men who demeaned her in the right type of way, but with you she could relax for the first time. You two were different, you two had a deeper connection. At least that’s what you hoped. You weren’t jealous, not usually. Jane was just so hard to read. What was she like before you? Did she ever give into temptation, could it happen again? You knew you were in a spiral, knew to the outsider you sounded more deranged than intuitive. On.