I knew she really wanted to impress me. She didn't need to worry. Her make-up was perfect, the water balloon "breasts" were perfectly placed, and her ...ress and stockings were impeccable. I had given her a high collar dress, so she looked perhaps a bit over prim, but I liked her like that.After she asked for and received my approval, she asked if I was ready to go out. I told her I decided we'd stay in and go up to her room. She looked so hopeful. I'm sure she was thinking sex, and that's what I. After some casual talk, Kavya bought Vodka along with cold drinks. We started to drink while watching TV and chatting. Soon the Vodka got over. My girlfriend’s friend Kavya was drunk as fuck by then. She went to the kitchen and brought some beers for each one of us.Later We had our dinner and then I told Kavya that I will be sleeping on the sofa and Kavya and Apoorva can sleep in the bedroom. But Kavya said, “No, let’s sleep together”. To which I replied, “Have you lost your mind?”Kavya then. We took a few more photos of the two of us acting like we were gaying it right up, him pushing his arse out and me grabbing him by the shoulders. By now the top half of my dick was plugged deep inside his hole and I knew full well when we kept laughing about how we were 'pretending' I was butt-fucking him, it was pretty much bullshit; what we were doing was the genuine article.Our mates would find the photos hilarious, that much was given, but for me the funniest part of it would be that, while. I moved next to her. ‘You’re Indian. What are you doing here?’ ‘No,’ she said, turning on her stool to face, ‘that’s not a good line. What you mean is what’s a nice Indian girl doing in a dingy bar in the middle of the afternoon in the middle of nowhere all alone?’ I started to say something but she interrupted, ‘Who says I’m nice?’ ‘I think you’re nice. You have a beautiful face. You’re just–’ I stammered. ‘My face is up here, why are staring at my tits?’ she interrupted coyly, shaking a.