I felt so fucking pathetic, but it got me so damn horny, my cock was throbbing. I left the bra in the bin and went back into my room, leaving the door...half open. Julia knocked on it and walked in, wearing nothing but a towel around her. Fuck, I could literally see one of her nipples, poking out. I just wanted to suck on it. She asked me if I wanted to go pick up my brother from the sleepover. I agreed and within the hour we got in the car and went to get him. We got to her friend’s house and. She told me that she wants to have pleasure..I told her that sexual pleasure is a gift that we share and it should be given with the utmost generosity..so we decided to meet at lal bagh..Let me tell you what she was that day..She had worn a red and black saree with a black blouse and her 38 size boobs were hanging revealing that they were soft and worth a suck,,,we strolled the garden hand in hand. I then held her by her waist and it was so soft and i couldn’t take my hand.We smooched behind a. When I was finished her chest was full of my saliva. I then went back to sit on the bed, she was still leaning to the wall. I asked to come near me and show her pussy, which she did afterI let out a yell, she came near me and started lifting her saree, rolling her panties down. I could not help but slid my hands inside the back of her saree, holding her ass and pulling her towards me. The thrust was so heavy that she fell on the bed over me with my mouth sucking her pussy. I was not able to see. It was the perfect fit. It felt perfect on her skin. It was guaranteed not to shrink or fade or dissolve in the salt water. The price was ridiculously low.Then she had to find that terrible full length mirror in the hotel room. She kept bouncing up off the bed and running to the closet to look over her shoulder at the terrible truth.Her figure was as fantastic as usual. She knew she was a 10 in any guy's book. Her problem was she looked like a clown because of 2 inch wide strips of stark white.