"If I hadn't tried to be the tough guy, face up to him like a man, hewouldn't have felt the need to reassert his masculinity by scaring usall with tha... gunshot. If I'd let things be and not tried to be a chipoff the old block, that girl wouldn't have died." Rana didn't die because of your actions," Grandmother said, slowly andsteadily, in as assuring a voice as possible."You can't possibly know that." Rana's time on earth was tragically short, I agree, but I'm afraidthat's the way things all to. The net affect was, her skirt was suddenly half way up her thigh and her blouse now gaped open wide so that I could see the entire white lacey bra cup holding her firm young breast. I started thinking about touching her and how truly beautiful she was. I wondered if she was wearing stockings or panty hose and if there was some sort of sexy lingerie in her bag or if she was an au natural sleeper. All of these thoughts soon had me needing to adjust my cock so it could properly straighten out. . I reached up and started to rub her soft wet clit. As I licked, kissed and buy her inner thighs her moans got louder and her twitching got harder. I reached up and took the ball gag out. " call me daddy and maybe I'll stop " I said as I rubbed her clit harder and bit her inner thighs harder. " please daddy. Please it feels too good. Please stop " I smiled and moved up to her pussy. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. Her head dropped back and she moaned even louder as I spread her. The heroine is my senior Akhila. A doll look with light black colour dark curly hair, I never noticed, but she had hot big ballons on her chest. During one of my college functions, she came dressed in a tight fit brown top, I noticed her ballons and the poking nipples. I went and talk to her. It was just common chat. I later took her number, then chatting continued. She was not that fair but I knew she had a hot body underneath that dress. I continued my chats with her every day getting to know.