She went to Wardha for her mbbs which is 80kms from Nagpur. So as soon as she went there a slight tension arose into our relationship about long dista...ce relationship and we made promises that we’ll meet at least once in a month. So she called me one day and asked me to come to meet her. I readily agreed but the problem was place, where to meet, after thinking for a while I got an idea to book a hotel and informed her the same. She said yes. I was already excited as for the first time we were. “That’s awful!” she scolded.“I was kidding,” he said. He got up and got his keys from the basket he kept them in. The key ring had some fingernail clippers on it. “C’mere, sweet thing,” he said, motioning towards me.“No way,” I said, backing away.“I’m just going to clip the hair,” he said.“You’ll miss and amputate my boob,” I said.“No I won’t,” he insisted.“It took me almost thirteen years to grow it this much,” I said, covering up both my breasts.“And a great start you have made,” he said.. "FUUUCK! OH! she coughed out as her hips spasmed."Cum for me, Lucille," Tony whispered coaxingly in her ear. "C'mon, cum for me," and gently bit the pink lobe, earring and all.Her hips bucked violently against his hand, and she fell into a series of deep orgasmic spasms, while her hand searched out his cock that was bumping his belly."Fuuuck! Put it in! Put it in!" she squawked, closing her surprisingly cool fingers around his shaft and squeezing hard.A growl came from the back of his throat,. I was trying to hide my face. Being the captain of the football team, it was not cool taking the bus home. I had about three more stops before I got off. I was sitting in the last row, minding my own business. I could hear these two nerds talking, two rows in front of me. They were discussing some dumb SYFY show they both liked. Then they started talking about going camping this weekend. I shook my head. I could just picture, Paul Schmidt and Gus Greenwald wearing there pocket.