“How on earth am I going to coax her to have you?” Rani pondered. “Leave it with me I will work out some thing.”The opportunity arose sooner t...an she thought. She ran into Meena when she went for shopping. It isn’t often she get to meet her. They had a cuppa in a sidewalk café, catching up on news of each other.Suddenly out of blues, Meena asked her, “How is your lover Boy?” Rani was stunned by her question. “What do you mean…?” She stuttered.“Oh come on. It is plain as any thing. You and Gopal. I could not understand the Mandarin, but I understood Sun's understanding of it. Thought is apparently language independent. Our own minds translate it into concepts that are comfortable for us. I should have realized this earlier since English is not the girls' first language, but it took this instant understanding of conversation in a foreign language to bring it to my attention.Since I was getting the semantic content of the conversation, without the syntax, it would be difficult to present. I took her whole big melon into my mouth.Sucked it like an air compressor and let it like that. I was doing that on both sides. Then I started pressing them with my hands again. I was squeezing them like anything. Then I started to play with her nipples. I bit her nipple with my teeth and started tingle the tip with my tongue.She was responding very well. Her moans and sounds were making me hornier.My dick was rock hard by then. She felt that. She got up and removed my trouser. She said she. I pushed her back on the bed and hastily took off my clothes. I left my shorts on, I didn’t want to scare her to death. I pushed both of her hands over her head and kissed her neck. I toyed with her nipples roughly. They were extremely hard and thick, like fleshy thimbles. She moaned at the neck/nipple double team. I slid my mouth down to one of her nipples and sucked on it, not gently, either. She moaned louder. I played with her other nipple, pulling it tighter with my left hand. My right.