Soon myself and sarla became good friends.. I used to visit her often in the weekends.. and we even spent time together outside. I gradually picked up...enough courage to complement her looks now and then and she used to like hearing such remarks. One casual evening we were both sitting and having tea and talking.Suddenly the hip part of Sarla’s loose saree started getting a bit fluttery, I could make out her navel and see her boobs against her blouse too.. I tried to stop staring.. but her. "Not that phone," said Natasha. "Call him on his own phone, the one that is listed." He may have it with him so I suppose that's worth a try," said Helen after thinking about it for a couple of seconds."It is," said Natasha, "Then we'll know who is calling the dares."Helen cocked her head to one side and looked at her daughter; "If it is him will it make any difference to whether you continue to do the dares?"Natasha looked surprised for a moment and then sighed, "I don't know," she admitted.. This time it was my turn to push him up ageist the wall, I let my lips find his and kissed him harder. My hand grabbing his crouch where I could feel his hard package trying to get out of his jeans. someones excited I whispered, ageist his lips. I undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, then when up and unbuttoned his shirt. kitty your so bad he said before biting into my neck. I couldnt help a moan leaving my lips at the unexpected bite. my nails digging into his sides. He kissed down to my. By the time I got out of the car I was cold. When I got to his room the door was opened, the security bar between the jamb and the door holding it opened just a crack. I walked in, closed and locked the door behind me. The adrenaline was racing through my body. The Bathroom was on the left as I walked into the dark room. After the bath was a short hall with closets on the right and a couch on the left. About 6 feet past the couch was the bed. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust. He was.