She unsnapped and unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Sarah looked down and saw that her panties were missing. No telling where they en...ed up. She kicked off her shoes and started to slide her stocking down her left leg. She removed it and then slid her right one off as well. She unclasped her bra and dropped it in the hamper. She stood naked in front of the mirror. Her body showed no signs of her ordeal except for her sticky, matted hair and the cum smeared around her. This caused Rome’s booty to jiggle as he shot his friend a sly look. “Aight bruh, any more of them this weekend and I’m charging like the strippers”. “Shit, it’s worth something”!Pete said as he slid a $10 bill under the left leg seam of Rome’s blue briefs; just under the cuff of his ass. “See first drink of the night and I ain’t even at the club yet”.Both men erupted in historical laughter as Pete sat on his bed and noticed the precum stain he left on Rome’s draws. His dick twitched a few more. This is what it was all about. Everything was happening to him all at once, a new life, a new environment and a sweet, sweet girl beside him, to show him the ways of something which until then had just been a figment of his imagination. ‘I think I do love you, Carol, I really do’ he flushed still with the taste of her kiss in his mouth, her kisses were sweet, like she had been sucking mints, turned out she had, Everton mints were her favourite, she handed him one – ‘to cement out newly found. Both the ladies were tigress in bed. It was awesome.So, I always used to see sharda aunty hanging around in the society compound. She was a housewife actually, that’s the reason for the most of the time, she used to be at her home itself. To kill time, she hangs around with other ladies of the society. But unfortunately she never initiated a conversation with my mom. My mom and she used to just smile at each other, that’s it. But I had heard that sharda aunty used to talk about being friends.