Ata kaka month made 4-5 days ghari yet asat.Ekda college madun ghari alo astana kaku amchya ghari baslya hotya as usual sasu sasre asha gappa chalu ho...ya tevdhyat kahi tari jalaycha vas ala ani maji bhaji geli ase bolat tya patkan gharakade palalya. Tyancha mobile tya jithe baslya hotya titech rahila hota sahaj mhanun mobile hatat ghetla n tyavar kaka cha msg ala “ aaj mala tuja nude pic pathav “ . I was surprised so me tyancha wats app chat chek karu laglo. I found kaku n kaka almost daily sex. Though who could hold it against me? Utterly abandoned and gloriously happy, I'm aware of faces turned towards us, but this is OUR time!My Mistress and I own this time... This place! My lovely dress rides up. I smooth it back down.The band takes a break. You tell me to look after myself for a few minutes while you talk to a colleague. I swap my empty glass for a full one (thanks again Ms Moss), and I move confidently through the room.I hear a low voice and turn around. A tall and elegant woman. "Pretty Billy, when are you taking those wet things off?" referring tohis cutoff jeans.Quickly, he removed them, struggling a bit to get them past his erection,which showed hugely in his boxers. (I knew he'd be wearing boxers.)"Oh, I wanna see!" Cathy said in a little girl voice. She kneeled downand pulled the underwear down and off Billy's legs. His cock was (of course) hard and looked to me to be about six incheslong. It seemed bigger thrusting up from his flat belly. His chest,shoulders, and. We spent as much time together as we could, despite the fact that neither of us had a car. One evening I was with her/her family at her place, hanging out, having a good time, but mostly trying to ignore the palpable sexual tension between us.We were always sneaking off somewhere to fool around for a minute or two, making out (snogging), usually with my left hand on my throbbing cock and my right hand in her soaking wet panties. Well, that evening I stayed for dinner and her parents drove me.