He'd ended up hanging out with some of his friends off campus and had decided to just drive home in the morning since his parents only lived about an ...our and a half away.He could see that Amy and I were both pretty hammered. He grabbed a beer and sat down and we smoked somem more weed with him. Amy was pretty drunk and started giving John ****. John seemed to get a kick out of it and I could see him kinda flirting with Amy. Then I noticed (and hoped that Amy wouldn't) that John wasn't wearing. I'm human, I'm a guy, I have a great reputation and I never do things I know I shouldn't and I felt that this MIGHT be happening and I just laid it out to her in that very fashion. NO threats or anything like that, I just didn't know. If you were me and were in a similar situation as I was tonight and one minute, you're having a great, hot chat with a person and then the next minute, they're gone and you're talking to yourself, you have NO way of knowing what's going on, so you panic and say. It was there she made me meet a wonderful woman of age 34, name as Sonam. She is a married woman. Sonam has the same interest as of me in travelling and cricket. On that night, we just started to chat and drank too together. Sonam has married with 2 kids already. Her figure is 34c-32-33. I too got attracted towards her as she was looking too hot and beautiful in purple saree with strap bra and backless blouse. But that thought went off also quickly. While drinking we exchange our numbers and. I watched her, propping myself up on my elbows. Her face moved slowly up my legs to my crotch. I could feel her warm lips on my pussy. I could feel the oscillations of her breath on me. "So this is what an Olympic hero's pussy smells like," she said. "I always wondered." Her tongue flashed out and licked me, through the material. Up and down, forward and back. As far up as my navel, as far down as my butt hole. Then, she pulled the fabric aside, and started tonguing me for real. She spent a lot.