We were formals about these matters. She had a boyfriend; he was not from my college but localide. She often talked to him on phone in late nights, an... she used to masturbate. I have no of time observed that she did masturbating one day I asked her , did you sex with your boyfriend she said yes it was late in night curiously I asked what you both did and she ashamed little but by insisting me she agreed to tell me everything when she told me all story. I was completely wet by listing her sexual. He felt like staring. The women were... alluring. Something deep in his hindbrain wanted those women very badly. He shook it off and decided that he would have to be the one to take charge. "Do you have a phone or a radio or something? We need to call this in, get some help."Anna flicked her eyes around the group. "Indeed. Come back to the village with us." She turned without a word and walked back into the trees.One by one the women came up to the men and took their arms. They spoke. We settled in for a little while but it didn’t take me long to unbutton her sexy flowered dress and begin to play with her breasts. Interest among the theater viewers became apparent. . A middle aged man came and sat next to Z. He unsheathed his cock and was stroking it. Z tried not to look directly at any one of the admirers and pretended to watch the movie. He put his hand on her right thigh. This felt good and she gave him a smile of approval. I suggested she massage his dick and with. That night, I messaged her just like that.. in a very casual mannerMe: so.. wana give it a try??Shikha: yeah ;) would be funI called her up and then we had a nice phone sex imagining we were in train.After some 2-3 days, I faked in front of my parents that I am going on a tour, and since mine was a touring job they had no problem. Shikha was also in Bhopal only. As decided I had booked two tickets (Side upper and lower) in 2nd AC in Punjab mail and we got on the train in the train and made.