She appreciated the attention. I was still rubbing her pussy while our tongues played tag. I put my left hand and the bed and raised myself up to a si...ting position. Yup, the panties were white. I pulled them down and Sita raised her hips to assist me. I slid them down her thin legs and dropped then on the floor. Now I could see her pussy. Her pussy lips were reddish and slightly swollen. I was as hard as a steel rod looking at this old woman showing me everything like a cheap slut. I was. He hoped it was serious.He picked the least crowded bar and elbowed his way to the front. He saw Hannah dancing with a group of rivetheads who looked like their only agenda was injuring themselves. Fuck her, he thought, then realized he never had. It was definitely time to leave, but he decided he would finish this one last drink and try one last girl. He scanned the crowd for anyone he didn't recognize, and something near the door caught his eye; 20ish, doe-eyed, and somehow out of place. She. After that our turn came. We performed a group dance well.As soon as we finished, I searched for that girl, surprisingly she is waiting for me at the steps provided near the stage. She called me with my name. Oh my god, she is Usha. She recognized me. I felt very happy and that feeling never explained in words. After that I took her out side, we talked like idiots for so many hours.We exchanged our phone numbers, fb ids. The program was over and every one returning home. I asked her that where. As we lay there in each others arms, exchanging gentle caresses, she asked me what I liked for breakfast? "What ever you would like me to make." was my reply. She laughed, kissed me, my cock responded as she knew it would and we made love again, slower and gentler this time, after some time my fourth load settled deep in her pussy. We fell asleep spooning, my cock firmly in the grip of her pussy, she told me that's how she liked to sleep. Saturday morning I awoke to the smell of fresh coffee.