.. moving inward to brush against her anus which contracted reflexively at the touch.. down, down... down..... and then with firm yet slow force, each...hand washed over her pussy, coming together at the top of her lips and spreading her widely. It was a complete shock to Aruna, and though she held fast her place, she knew a blossom of crimson had seared her cheeks. Her ears were on fire as these experienced and sturdy hands massaged her... spread her... another woman knelt in front of her and. Moments later, he added me.This was the actual conversation, with some grammatical edits.Jay: “It’s nice to meet you. Is this your elective?”Me: “Yeah it is. Nice to meet you too :)”Jay: “You look good…”Me: “Thanks, so do you :) I like your cologne.”Jay: “Would it be weird if I hit on you? lol”Me: “lol nope, I was kinda hoping you would”Jay: “haha alright. Nice. You looking for a boyfriend?”Me: “I don’t know.. not really right now. I just went through a shitty breakup.”Jay: “Sorry that sucks.”. My breathing quickened. My breasts were bigger than your hands so you had more then enough to squeeze, and squeeze you did. Arr! the pleasure of finally feeling you touch me made me wet so very wet. Our kiss’s got deeper and deeper. Sliding me towards the back room along the wall. My hands found the buttons of your shirt and I slowly unbutton you, dragging my hand down your chest. As I did you moved your hand between my legs, making my wetness seep through my thong. You closed the door. Okay. I agree with you that I fantasize about them, but come on. I am an average looking guy and who cares for some little guy like me when girls can finger themselves looking at Hrithik Roshan’s dick.So, life was pretty boring and I jerked off to Priyanka Chopra and Deepika Padukone’s pics. It was pretty much the same though. Over time, it feels the same even if you jerk off to a fucking borehole. I need a real pussy, man. And thanks to the dear god that he nodded a yes to my desires and there.