Deepti: (Looking Down) I know, but…(After Few seconds of silence)Me: I also want to go to next level. I can’t control myself now when we are enjoy...ng.Deepti: Me too. But when I and my friends were having chat, one of them told me that it pains a lot of first time so I am a bit scared.Me: Now we are grownups so I think we can handle, also, how can a champ like you cry from a small pain? (I just winked at her)Deepti: Hmm. Let’s try it sooner then (winking at me back)After the classes, we head. John had no shirt and was wearing his short jean cut offs with his tighty whitey briefs on. His bulge was huge…again he pinned me down and began to rub the bulging jeans on my face. I asked him to stop because the jean material was scratching my face. So he took them off and as he did he pulled a piece of what looked like a pink cloth out of the pocket. He told me that his underwear shouldn’t scratch me and he pinned me again. His cock was totally erect and he rubbed his bulging briefs all over. "Who is Hitler?"I looked up at her. "What's an five-letter word for 'imbecile?' " I asked."Trump," she said, proudly.I chuckled. "Funny," I said."Nick? Did you remember to buy candy?" Yeah," I said. "We should be in good shape." Did you buy good stuff or that cheap crap?" she said."It's candy!" I said. "What does it matter? If it's sweet, kids will eatit." Nick, don't be a cheap ass. Buy Snickers. Buy Butterfingers. Buy Reese's.Don't buy hard candy." I bought Snickers," I said."Good." She went. She was sitting at the kitchen table crying over her loneliness when she heard a knock at the door. “Good grief who would be visiting, all my friends was his, and now I have none?”She dried her eyes and walked to the front door. When she looked out to her surprise there stood the preachers wife, Susanne. Bradley and she had been such a godsend, during the last few months; she didn’t know how she managed to move on without them.The two women were about the same age. Deana couldn’t help but.