Here, he had an adequate, but not expert, grasp of the language, and the Americans were prone to using idioms and slang which he imperfectly understoo....But wasn't that why he'd come here? The brashness of Americans was world-renowned, and Raffy felt he needed a bit of that for himself, to help him break out of the quiet mold he was in. They were a bit crazy, too, which was why his initial choice as an exchange student had been Australia, but he'd gotten used to the oddness quickly enough. He. She never had drunk before, so a bit reluctantly she agreed.I prepared wine for both of us. I didn’t drink much but she drank a whole glass and asked for more. I got the indication that the wine is getting over her. I gave her more drinks till she was totally drunk. Now she was acting crazy. She was dancing and singing and what not. Now here my plan starts. I called up 3 of my friends rishav ankush and paras.While they were coming I removed her salwar kamiz and dressed her up in one of my vest. Not only were her lips swollen and puffy, but her clit was swollen and slightly bulging out at me as well. Her tight little asshole looked up at me as well, helping me to quickly remember that she had a third hole I couldn’t wait to get my cock into her sweet tight ass. She never enjoyed being fucked in her tight ass. . ."Not likely." She grunted out. And yet, I could have sworn that as the words came out of her mouth, her knees actually pulled back tighter to her chest without me helping them. When Lola didn't resist I moved my left hand to join my right and pulled her face to mine again. Her lips parted and I felt her tongue against mine. She tasted sweet and her kiss was gentle and soft. It almost seemed pure. Her grip moved from my wrists up my arms to my body. She untucked my t-shirt from the waistband of my skirt and pulled it up, only parting from my lips to allow the fabric to pass over my head. She tugged the sleeves from my hands, then my fingertips moved down her smooth.