I was on 1st bench and I saw her sexy sweaty underarms my dick was getting hard when Soumya miss turned around suddenly her pallu was misplaced so tha... I saw her one nipple portion, her nipple was protruding ad I saw a wet patch there too and her face was too uneasy and I understood that she was not wearing her bra today.And the wet patch is her sweet milk oozing as her breasts are aroused, just by thinking about her tickling feeling, my black cock was completely erect for my fair sexy. Evening at 8 mona came back home from work. Surjet came out of his quarters and greeted saying ” mona ji good evening and picked up her bag up ”Mona walked limping saying she had got hurt and put her hand on his shoulder letting his arms feel her breasts. He carried her to her house then said” didi if u want I can massage your legs ” Mona said ok and sat on the sofa telling him to get oil from the bedroom . She was wearing skirt and shirt. Surjet came with the oil and sat on ground, and took. Wonder if miss mom over there would have minded? Okay so sometimes I think badass thoughts and okay, I can be opinionated at times. But that doesn’t mean I am not a romantic at heart. Yeah- even me. So I long for someone to love me for who I am. Someone that would pull me close to them in some sort of fuck-me embrace. But you know what? Two years of almost dates, two years of “kinda busy Saturday, maybe some other time.” Or how about- “I’m washing my hair that day.” Kind of makes a man bitter.. I pull out a digital recorder and I set it to record.I sit there sipping water from a bottle through a straw, when I can, while I talk to the recorder. I describe the room, the others when they arrive, and what they say. When each arrives they set up a notebook computer so I watch them enter the user IDs and passwords they use to get in. They aren’t the regular IDs shown on boot up. The people I know from files I name while I report what they say and do, I also issue nicknames to the others..