She was sitting there on the toilet with her outfit around her ankles. I said shit, sorry. She said that is ok. I am almost done. I didn’t know wha... to say or do. She just kept peeing. I think she knew I was embarrassed and nervous.I just kept staring as she reached over for some toilet paper and wiped herself. My dick was growing hard and I think she could tell. She told me to come over to her. I nervously stepped towards her. She reached around my waist and pulled me towards her. She was. I came back from my work, and was just browsing through my facebook profile…suddenly, I got a friend request from a girl…On first view only, it looked like it was some fake profile…with a Display Pic of Anushka Sharma …I just laughed, and messaged her…“do we know each other?” She just messaged a smiley… I casually accepted the friend request…and we continued to talk..I told her about me being from Medical profession…she was a software engineer and stays here in delhi in a hostel…We talked about. Ye story meri girl frnd or meri h jise mene 7 mahine pehle choda tha ,meri girlfrnd ka naam nisha.ye boht sundar h or figure bhi kamal h ka kisi ka b lund dekhte hi khada ho jaye,nisha ka figure 34,28,36 h,ye boht gori h or jeans me iski gand alg se chamkti h,3 saaal pehele hum ek institute me padte the jiska naam to ek tha but hamai branch alg thi but hum ek hi stand se bus pakdte the subha daily 8 baje aya krti thi me janta nhi tha but meri ek class mate b mere sath jaya karti thi to uske. I can hear your breathing change as your hands find their way between us. You undo my jeans and release my rigid cock from its confined space. My nerve endings tingle as I try and regain control. My hand is now at the top of your silky thighs as I pushing your skirt higher. I run my hand across the front of your thong; your juices have already soaked into the thin material, making it warm to the touch. I now have a dull ache; deep down in my groin. I need to be inside you; adrenaline surges.