I then messaged her lets meet. She agreed. She said she would be free on that farewell day evening.Then on the farewell day, she came in a black and r...d hot saree with a tight hot blouse. She was so sexy. I felt horny just by looking at her.Then as programs progressed. I took a photo of her sitting with her friends without her knowing and some photos of her navel and send through hangouts. As she opened it, she looked amazed. Then I messaged her to come to the back of the auditorium( it was. She loved the smell and the smell of cum which still lingered on her. It seemed to create an intoxicating mixture of unreserved horniness, making her feel free and alive. She loved being out by herself and finally being able to do all the things she always wanted without having to worry about interruptions from her parents.Longing for yet another thing to fuck herself with, she began to rummage through her basket, discovering a nice, rough cucumber and a thin, hard sausage that her mother had. I tried ignoring her, letting her starve. I locked the door and ignoredher and tried to forget she was down there, to convince myself I hadimagined the whole thing. It didn't work. She's resilient, and can survivewith very little. And I couldn't forget, not completely. She was at theback of my thoughts constantly, at work, in my sleep. A dull pounding, myvery own telltale heart beating out the same three words over and over:let me out. Let me out. Let me out. Eating dinner with my parents,. So I took her on the bed and rubbed my tool on her pussy while hugging her real tight. That was very hot and she cummed there twice with pleasure. Now she was demanding not to tease and to do. I was also eager to do so. I lifted her legs and kept them on my shoulders and guided my penis to her pussy. Her head went back with pleasure and her hairs were spread on back side. No lubricants were there except her pussy juices and my sliva. I inserted my tool with the help of the sliva. Her pussy.