It was an overnight train journey from Delhi to Indore. It happened two years back but memories are as fresh as it happened yesterday. I am Mayank ......Mehu is my pet name. This name I got from the girl I am mentioning. I am 25 years old. Two years back I was undergoing MBA from an elite institute located in NCR. I am having an athletic body and have decent looks.Let me tell you about the girl. Her name was Neha. She was in BA first year that time. 19 years old. She was having luscious lips and. ‘Yours?’ he asked. It was a passport.‘Uh, no, I don’t think so,’ I said. ‘Can I see the picture?’ The man flicked through it to the picture page – it was the redheaded girl I’d seen inside. ‘Oh, it belongs to a girl in there,’ I said, pointing at the hostel. ‘Do you want me to take it, or will you take it in?’ The guy just shrugged and handed it to me, then went on his way.I glanced at the picture again, and the details printed beside it. It was a French passport. The girl’s name was Emile and. " So now I was going to find out what her surprise for me really was. I leant on the warm bonnet of my car my head between her legs, and ran my tongue up the inside of her thigh. I gripped the waistband of her knickers and pulled. Lena raised her fleshy arse, and then her soaked panties were off. She inexplicably winced as I dragged her panties over the swell of her arse. At first I couldn't make out what I was seeing. I was expecting to see a thick black thatch of pubic hair with her enormous. Bianca rolls us over so I’m suddenly on top.“Your turn.”I slowly move down her body, kissing every inch. Being on top feels strange, but I can’t deny I like the way Bianca looks up at me, wondering what my next move will be. I play with her nipples with my fingers as I kiss her belly, my heart racing in anticipation.My lips reach her pubic hair. I bring my hand down to Bianca’s vulva and stroke her softly. I bring my lips down and kiss above her clit, smiling at how wet she’s making my fingers..