This is apparently where you will open your wedding presents and make notes on who sent what. But it is a schoolroom or nursery or just a place for c*...*dren." Wedding presents!" Mary snorted. "I congratulate you on your imagination, Jonas, but we won't need room for wedding presents. There won't be any." I know," Jonas said heavily, "but if we are to preserve the fiction that all this is for your wedding, it does make nonsense sometimes." Thank you for trying," I said. "Do you think any of them. We would be kissing each other hurriedly, or sometimes in the lift of her building that’s all. But we got another chance on the day of Holi, she called me up and told that I should be there for the festival ,I also agreed , when I went there all my friend were there playing holi ,Lalita was also there in full color on her white stalwar kurta, we also applied color on each other ,after some time her son came up to her and told he is going out with some friends to play and will be back a bit. He began to pull out, quickly sliding back in, each mini-stroke coming dangerously close to my sweet spot. Between his cock in my pussy and his fingers working my nipples, I knew I was going to cum soon. “Are you close?” he asked, both arms wrapped around me. “Fuck, yes…” I whispered, looking over my shoulder at him. “Just a few more seconds.” He slowly thrust in and out of me a few more times, kissing me gently and biting my bottom lip. I moaned against his mouth when his hand slipped back. 00am, and I’m still half asleep as I sit on the wooden plank seat, wearing my white vest top and pink skirt, my rucksack on the seat beside me. I’m the only person who gets on the bus at this stop because no one else in the area goes to the same college. A couple of minutes after I sit down, I hear the sound of a vehicle coming down the lonely lane. I look through the small window in the side of the shelter and see an old red car driving towards me. To my surprise, rather than drive past, it.