She chastised herself and held her ass; nice for grabbing, she guessed. her face wasn't what you'd call model-like, she often wore bright red lipstick...and a hint of mascara, and her white skin contrasted with her housemates, but obviously she made up for it down below. Looking down she looked at the thick and obvious bulge straining against the confines of her underwear and grinned. 9 Inches, and thick, her cock was a glorious white rod of steel, and her heavy balls looked like smooth plums. Phir mai ghar chala gaya.10 – 12 din aisa hi chalta raha. Magar is beech mai wo muj se kafi khol gayi thi. Aur muje uske baare mei paata chaal gaya tha. Ki bho Meerut ki rahne wali hai, aur yaha uske chacha ka ghar hai. Magar bo hostal me rahti hai (womans). Kyuki usko bandish pasand nahi hai. Bo apni life apne style se jina chahti hai. Now bo apni marji ki malik hai. Aur Hostal mai us per koi bandish nahi hai. Jab chaoo ayo aur jahoo, no problem. Per koi bhi mard nahi aa Sakta hai waha, so is. I initially started with squeezing the sides of her tummy and sometimes tracing my finger across her panty and massaging the navel. A couple of minutes and she was turned on. She started jutting her ass and rubbing it erotically against my moving pelvis. We soon came into a rhythm and this kept on going. She soon dragged my hands from her tummy towards her boobs. I was a little over excited thinking that these were the boobs I kept fantasising about, and was a little too aggressive in squeezing. By the time I was out with the package my neighbour (I later found her name was Andrea) was already opening her front door and heading in.I jogged up to her door and knocked. The door opened almost immediately, and there were those smiling, ginger eyes. "Hi?" she said quizzically."Had a package for you left at mine." I said, holding up the oblong, cardboard package."Oh." she said, looking rather embarrassed. I frowned, wondering why a package could be embarrassing. "Er," she smiled "come in a.