We use to share our tiffin even water too.Days were passing good.We were in same school from kg to 6th.We were in 6th std that time.But one day my dad...got transferred to another cityAnd we moved to another city.I used to miss her but later on got indulged in the new school new city.And never missed her.Then after my 10th exam one night i got a dream about her everything i had done with her the time i spent and my school life with her and couldn’t sleep that night.Then i started to find her on. "The way you were dancing with him. Pressed up against him, feeling him and more to the point letting him feel you up. It was almost sex on the dance floor. I just don't think that's the way you go on when you are in a relationship with someone else. People were passing comments, you know." Oh." Then you'd gone. Now don't get mad, but there is a history here of you dumping me for the jock of the class, and then more recently of you saying one thing and then everything crashing round my ears. So. She stood wearing an electric blue, one-piece swim suit that hugged her body, emphasizing her womanly figure, softening the curves, pulling it into an erotic shape, the outline of her large nipples very visible. "Fuck, you look so hot" I told her and put down my guitar. She held out her arms and motioned me toward her. She reached down and rubbed my groin through my shorts. "Ah, the real test", she said, "I can see you are not just saying that, this guy never lies". She was referring to the. I told her not to worry.I was staring at her very badly. She took bath and came outside wearing a red top with white leggings and wet hair. I was out of my mind. My dick got hard like cement. There was still water near her thighs and calves on her leggings. Her red top was sticking to her body due to wetness.She realized that I was staring at her. She took a towel and covered her neck and boobs. I felt bad.There was some pooja at home. Finally, we planned to go out somewhere. I suggested a.