Year passed by and we were just doing general chatting all the time.Then I shifted to Mumbai for my further studies but our chatting and bonding was g...ing strong every day. Soon we started sharing non veg jokes. I never had a girlfriend and she never had a boyfriend so we declared ourselves girlfriend and boyfriend secretly. We used to imagine hugs with each other, went on imaginary dates, give imaginary kisses, gifts and as the time passed we started having sex chats, share naked pictures of. Then she reminded herself that her nudity would be relatively unobtrusive as she laid on her back to sun herself. She wouldn't be strutting around on the beach. She hesitated to touch herself so intimately in public, but she had already witnessed other women casually rubbing sunscreen onto their naked breasts. She found the experience liberating, strangely exhilarating and even arousing. Cindy's expectation that no one would really take notice her naked breasts turned out to be unrealistic.. It felt good she began to realise, a strange feeling of warmth and adrenaline flooded through her body. Slowly but surely her pussy lips began to open up and the finger ran deeper and deeper between her rapidly swelling labia. She wasn’t sure this was right but God it was good, why had momma not told her about this. The hand was now moving faster and faster stroking her mound and running deep between her lips. She realized the finger was damp and in fact her pussy was wet; had she wet herself. Honestly, you and keys. You need to hang ‘em round your neck.” “I know. What am I like?! Sorry, Mum, I’ve got to go, I’m paying for a coffee.” “All right, I’ll let you go, but let me know you’re sorted.” “I will, bye Mum and say hello to Dad.” “Yes, bye!” Claire took her coffee to a table by the window. She had looked forward to seeing her folks and now she was lumbered with having to find a friend to stay with. She looked through the contacts on her phone when there was a tap on her arm..