Mehra before whispering in her ears, “I cannot wait to see you again, Mistress.” She got her hands on my ass through the salwar and pressed on it ...ith a smile. She adjusted her Saree back and made her way out.I headed back home. Before reaching home, I stopped by at a cafe to meet Prakhar. Prakhar was the attorney friend who helped me with Tushar’s bosses information. He was the guy whom I always thought of dating in my college days until I met Tushar and we got tied in the knot. He waited for. Because I’m a lesbian.” It seemed like an eternity between that statement and her reply. “Oh, really?! I had no idea!” “Yea, I guess I don’t give off the gay vibe that much…” Luckily for me, the teacher interrupted the conversation to begin the discussion, before I could say something stupid. The next day was the deadline for our art assignments. I was surprised to see Sabine in the art class before me working on her piece because I thought she was done. We were both alone in the class. I. He continued kissing me and as he did his hand once again found my nylon covered sex... he slowly worked his fingers through the nylon... plunging them deep into my damp hole... I moaned some more. I then backed away from him and moved backwards towards a chair and rested my ass on the headrest at the same time spreading my silky nylon legs and then reaching down towards my pantyhose crotch... I started playing with my pussy through the sheer nylon as I stared into Brad s clear, blue eyes.... I was got the view of the sexiest thing ever.Her pussy was clean shaved and dripping love juices. Without wasting much time, I placed my vertical lips on her horizontal lips. Ohhh god, I can’t tell what that heavenly experience was. The taste and the smell were making me hornier. I kept drinking her juices while she was moaning loudly.We didn’t have the sense that neighbors might hear us. The room was filled with the aroma of our love juices. I kept teasing her by stopping in between the sucks..