I knew she had a toy, and this was before I bought my own. It was a slick vibrator, not too big or too small. I carefully washed it (for an hour) befo...e laying myself across from my laptop.I turned on a long video, with nothing but anal. I grabbed my lotion and started fingering my butt. It was good, believe it or not. I slid my two fingers in and out of my ass, softening it, moistening it. The juice from my pussy flowed down as I prepared my asshole, making it even more slippery. The videos. Jahnavi with a naughty smile, held her bra up giving access to my left hand.Then I moved my left hand to her right boob and squeezed them. Jahnavi controlled her moan and gave me an angry look and said –Jahnavi: I asked only to feel them not to squeeze.So, I replied, even though I did the same, “I was curious.”Then I felt them more and moved towards her left nipple and began encircling them alternatively. It was getting difficult for Jahnavi not to moan and her breath was increasing. So, I. It was not just a kiss but the list was filled with it.It was the best thing happened in my life we exchanged saliva.We almost kissed for 15 mins.We broke our kiss because she had a call.I was massaging her when she was talking on the phone.She liked it. When she cut the call acted like she was angry at me.I kissed her again.She responded well.We were madly kissing each other like no tomorrow.I removed her nighty and she was now in bra and panty.The best part is that she had a mole in near her. The man behind the bar had not only thought he was a girlafter one conversation, but he had thought Art was a girl worth flirtingwith. It was becoming a familiar feeling to Art after the encounter withMarcus and Doyle weeks ago but he had to admit, this time it felt a lotnicer even if he had no interest in the person doing the flirting. Hefelt a little bounce in his step. Bouyed by the positive result and thesun and the desire to meet Stacey, the table in the back no longerappealed. Art made a.