She pinged texts, she rang me again and again. I was on a motorway but not really heading anywhere, and certainly not heading home, it was no longer �...�home’ for me. I just needed to do something, anything but talk to Gina. Then she bloody well rang me again, this time using someone else’s number. I answered.“H, we need to talk—” she said.I hung up and threw the phone on the passenger seat.This was an emergency, I felt, so pulled off onto the hard shoulder. I took the phone that was ringing. She didn't, however, tuck it back inside her bra. It continued to leak and within a minute or two her shirt around her nipple had become transparent, an uncontrollable self induced wet t-shirt. I felt sorry for her and found myself mesmerized by her display. Without realizing what I was doing my hand found its way down to my crotch. I began rubbing myself thru my already soaked panties. I then noticed that she was staring at me with a puzzle look on her face. She must have been trying to figure. Becky’s eyes widened with every move. Touching her belly with just my finger tips, I gently ran them from just bellow her belly button along each side culminating at her tits. I slid underneath the see-through material and I grasped each tit and slowly squeezed. Pointing the nipples upwards towards my face, squeezing harder and harder, until Becky yelped. I quickly shot my hands up and immobilized her head with my hands along her temples, shoving my tongue into her mouth. She kissed back. Maine navneet se poocha ye kya hai. Usne bola ye tera lollipop hai ise choosna hai tumhe. Maine kaha ni mai ni choosungi kuch bhi ho jaye ise mu me ni lungi. Usne bola baby maza aayega fir usne apna pant utar diya. Or uska 6 inch ka lund meri nazaro ke samne aa gya mera mu khula reh gya maine kaha ye toh bohut bada hai. Navneet ne kahi yashasvi aaj har cheez karlende maine kaha chalo sab kuch try karlena chiye. Usne mujhe poora nanga kar diya or khud bhi nanga ho gaya. Mujhe bohut sharam aa ri.