Now she inserted her hands down and grabbed my dick and stroked till it was hard. She immediately went down and started sucking my dick to make me fee... like heaven. I was enjoying myself closing my eyes but when I opened them I saw that 2 girls were watching us from the apartment above ours. It was the Russian girls I told you about in my first part.I thought they mistakenly found us so would go in soon but no, they kept watching us without turning but giggling. When shruthi came up I got up. My hand crept up her thighs and hiked her short skirt up to her hips exposing her black silky panties. I spread her legs wider and inhaled her musky scent. My gawd she smelled so fucking good. I ran my tongue up and down her panty covered slit feeling the fabric begin to soak with her pussy juice. I pressed my face further in between her legs as she pressed her mound up further into my face begging me to take her. My fingers pulled aside her panties and gazed at her puffy shaven cunt lips. The main character of the book tells about the development (if one could call it that....) of his music appreciation as it related to his advances and rejections on the social front. He started when he was a teenager and the book progresses to age 35 or so. It made me think and remember..... I finally figured out why I am so obsessed with sex. I started too young! Reading the book "High Fidelity" made me think about all those wonderful women that I have experienced for good or for bad. When I. I didn’t get sex since the lockdown.”“You too?”He sat beside me. ”Yeah.” He put his hand on my thigh and started caressing it gently. “I think we should help each other, sister.” He moved his hands over my inner thighs.I loved his touch, but it was wrong. “Akash, stop it. It’s wrong.” He came close to me and kissed my shoulder. Rubbing a bit harder, he whispered, “Nothing is wrong. We are just helping each other.” He kissed my lips.“Akash, we shouldn’t do this,” I murmured reluctantly. He held.