As soon as I reached her very wet pussy hole the look on her face changed to a slight snarl. She almost looked proud of the fact that her cunt was all...swollen and leaking cum. I got her pants off and pulled her pantyhose down far enough to be able to eat her pussy. The next morning as I was ready to leave for work I asked if she was going to have sex tonight. She said maybe. When I got home I saw again that I had beat her home. I mixed a drink and waited for her. She was over two hours late. I was knowing this and then I saw that my cock also started getting hard enough and it was paining like hell. I got close to her and started kissing her and she also stared kissing me violently. I saw that Arun was in hurry and he got up and locked the door of the band room. He got close to her and starts opening her school shirt. I too opened the shirt of Antra and started playing with their boobs from above their bra. Arun slowly started squeezing her breasts and she started moaning slowly. I. It was like being in that candy store in the mall, where it would take hours just to examine everything they offered.She stifled a giggle as the word "flavored" leapt off one plastic container at her.Her mood turned from apprehensive to fascinated. All the objects arrayed in front of her were phallic shaped, but there the similarity ended. The variety was astonishing. They went from things that were slim and smooth, to those that had ridges, and even spikes. She winced as she looked at one. My palms were sweaty, I was nervous, my heartbeat racing. I would be face to face with the man whose mere voice could calm the rough sea of my day. What would he look like? What would he think of me? I was led to a small conference room where we would meet. I sat there and waited for him, barely breathing, sweat forming on my brow, and my fingers nervously dancing in the air. I had chosen my outfit wisely, or so I thought. I kept second guessing myself. Was my hair in place, did I have lipstick.