This is my second story, first story was few years ago. So this is a true story. lets start. In early days of my college, I heard from some elder frie...ds that there are some area in Surat, from where some aunty, bhabhis, ladies of rich family pick the boys for night and drop in early morning. the name of the places were given, Athwalines CHowpati and opp. St. xaviers school in Ghoddod road. I was like this is so cool, You get enjoyment and one night stand.Actually the concept of one night stand. So it was when Rupert started espousing the claim that only the top sat-navs included Western Europe along with the usual UK maps that Brian took exception and spoke up for the first time. This was out of character, he normally never allowed those boastful types to get his rancour up but this time Rupert touched one raw nerve too many.“Look, there doesn’t appear to be anything special in your new sat-nav that is any improvement over my standard eight-year-old one. I have Europe maps on mine,. When he sent a hand down tomy clit I nearly died. I left off stroking him as his touch took me intorealms of pleasure that I had never been to before. A couple of boys hadmanaged to massage me to orgasm before, but Paul's sure touch made whatI had felt before pale. I guess I started to scream, but Paul was thenfrench kissing me again and I couldn't yell. The orgasm hit me hard andI was bucking under his hand like a mad woman. Some where in here Paul took off his boxers. I sure don't remember. I was wet as soon as I saw you she replied. And I can see you were glad to see me. Really, he said as he pulled away from her. He sat back in his seat and pulled his shorts down to reveal his rock hard cock. This must have given it away, he sniggered. Is that for me she asked. Well if only if you want it. She reached her hand over and began to stroke his hard shaft gently. I only wanted to meet for a cuddle, she said. But I like what I see. I’m not complaining.Are you going to get on it, he.