She stepped close to me and softly said, "I noticed in class your getting aroused. Do you like my outfit?" I stammered an affirmative reply. She said,..."Don't be afraid. I like you. Would you like to kiss me?" She stepped into my arms and tipped her head. I bent down and kissed her full lips. She began to breathe rapidly. Her tongue explored my mouth. My erection was pressing tightly against my briefs, seeking release. She pushed her mound atop my penis and dry fucked it while kissing me. ” Cory caught the beginnings of a smile forming on Tilly’s ever reddening face before she turned away from him. “Why do you always say that?” she laughed, masking her embarrassment. He rolled his eyes and started to serve up the eggs. Although she was facing away from him he could tell she was blushing like crazy. “Because you are. Now hurry up,” he said, pouring two glasses of orange from the jug in the fridge. “Breakfast is up.” Ten minutes later with Tilly now dressed and. She gasped as his lips found her neck, his exploration of her body becoming more urgent. Warm sensations flooded her mind as he sampled her, breathing in her scent and tasting her need. His hand grasped the zip on her skirt, working it loose and casting it aside. Gently he stroked up the inside of her thigh, she shuddered, acutely aware in that moment of her wetness and how she longed for something more inside her. It had started innocently enough, as these things often do. It is, after all, a. She used to always ask me about my girlfriend and all. I used to go to my bro’s place thrice a week and one day I found her depressed I endlessly asked her for the reason but she was hesitant. After 2 days I again went back and she was still depressed. This time I didn’t ask her anything i tried making her happy with jokes and praising her for looks. I slipped my tongue by saying “bhabhi, you are such a bombshell and things took a wild turn from then on. She asked “am I really sexy? I replied.