Baki loog bhi dusre kamere suye hoye the. Tabhi mera nazar usik boobs ki uper gaya tu woo kabhi bada ho gaya tha woo abhi bra aur penty bhi pahan lagi...thi . Bhi main uske boobs ko dabane chalo kiya us koo bahat jor jor dabana chalo kiya woo bich bich main chilati thi .dabate dabate main uski frok ko uper ki taraf kar diya use boobs bra ke press se dabi hu i thi , bad main bra ko bhi nikal diya aur doon hatu se dabane laga woo pura mast ho uthi aur jor boola akshya jor se daba main bhi jor daba. She wanted to get to know him better. Let him come down this new road with her. And it sounds like a challenge. Mary wondered about him. Was he the kind of guy that wanted a naughty princess in need of being spanked? The dominatrix to give lip to. He talked a lot of his frustrations and needs to release the cave man needs. Sounds like the BDSM kind. Maybe he would want to have a slave or be one. She dreamed of kissing him. Soft and gentle. She wanted to pamper him and have the courage to. He he knew what his method of transmission would be, the campus radio station. While he pondered how he would actually do it, he worked on the messages themselves. He wanted to keep it simple, just a few sentences so everyone would get them. He was concerned that, even though they would be repeated over and over, too long of a message, or too many of them could make it hard for individuals to get the entire thing, given most folks heard the station for just a few minutes at a time, while. I / you are doing this for fun4. I will not be able to give you any kind off commitment5. You will do what I say ,don’t worry I am not stupid to tell you something stupid6. From tonight you are not my di you will be my girlfriend7. And I took another big Sip and said we will behave like a couple and will be have physical intimacy with one another.If all this is Ok I promise you the best time of your life . If you say no I am equally cool and we will forget all this.I give you 10 mins to decide.