Nach vier Stunden und 16 Dosen Bier später tauchte sie auf.Sie war wirklich eine Augenweide. Ihre langen brünetten Haare waren hochgesteckt und sie ...rug ein schwarzes knielanges Kleid. Dazu hochhackige braune Lederstiefel mit roter Sohle.Die Männer mussten sich sehr zusammennehmen um ihr nicht hinterher zu pfeifen.„Geiles Fahrgestell,“ bemerkte Jürgen.„Und der Arsch erst und diese Titten...“, schwärmte Mike.„Nehmt euch zusammen,“ ermahnte Martin. „Sonst fallen wir noch auf.“In der nächsten. I reallymiss my dad, but... it was a bittersweet win."She patted me on the shoulder. "Well, let's get the hell outta here andsnag some lunch. There's a certain Mr. Timothy Saul that I keep hearingFrank talking about." I need to stop telling him things," I growled.Cindy giggled. "Hey, I think he just finds it cute that you have aboyfriend, Miss I-Used-To-Be-A-Boy." All 'cause he's never had a girlfriend."We made our way to the nearest fast food place, which was only a blockand a half away from. I finished my cold drink fast and put my hand around her waist and pulled her towards me. She guided me towards her bedroom. It was nicely decorated with dim lights. I pulled her on bed had long kiss which lasted for almost 10 min. exchanged our saliva.While kissing my one hand was moving on her boobs. They are soft and perfect in size. Slowly her hand was moving on my dick. While kissing only I started to remove her saree and petticoat. Now she was in blouse and panty. There was no bra inside. “I don’t know, man. This seems kind of gay.” I said.“Relax, dude. It’s not gay if we don’t kiss” said Mike.Mike got up and sat next to me, then reached over and helped pull down my shorts to reveal my pulsating, rock-hard cock. He starts to stroke it gently to put me at ease.“See – that’s not so bad.” Mike said, as he continued to rub my cock. “Here – stroke mine” he said.I grabbed his cock and started to pull it back forth. It was still wet from all the sweat from the game – and it was.