Kalie was smiling shyly and completely naked when I entered. She was magnificent. Her large breasts didn't need to take a back seat to anyone's and he... pouting ass was splendid. Her hips were more slender than I'd have guessed and her bush was nearly tidy.She was staring at me with her big brown eyes and I gave her a big smile and licked my lips, then pulled her to me to show her how to kiss. I knew she'd been warned already, but I didn't care and I let my hands take over fondling her ass. It was an old movie so the theatre was almost empty except for a couple whom i spotted in the dark, so i went at the back, where i like to sit, on the last row.The movie was boring, the row empty so i just got my dick out and slowly started stroking it. I took my time,slowly increasing the speed, enjoying it. I closed my and imagined me being in a group sex(which is my fantasy), fucking a gal and sucking cocks.Doing it all.I was bout to cum when i felt someone sit next to me and just grab my. Why she still had it after all this time I’ll never know. But I was grateful. From the slightly stale smell, it was obvious that it hadn’t been out of that bag in years. I hoped… but was sure that I wouldn’t get that lucky. There they were: navy knickers. I’d never seen Justine wearing them as she’d been at a different school but I could imagine. My cock ached to feel them. I swapped the damp knickers for the plain blue ones and then as afterthought wrapped Justine’s gym slip around my waist.. I am back again with the second part of the story. This is part 2 of the story Didi Tera Devar Deewana which is published in the couple section of the Indian Sex Stories.Let me remind you a little story of the past. It went as:-Read Didi Tera Devar Deewana – Part 1 Now the story after this goes as:-Now my pussy was also itching. It demanded a cock to fuck it continuously and continuously. My situation was like that of a fish without water. Hammad was still kissing my back. I could feel his spit.