Bill seemed to be all over the place with excitement for the evening. He had to catch himself on and slow down the pace with the whisky, for fear he ...ould ruin the experience for himself and everyone - and fear of the dreaded whisky dick.Outside, and down our garden, above the garage we had what was previously a "granny flat" which we had made into more of a guest house/studio apartment for when family friends came to stay. With a mini kitchenette/living area with two cream leather sofas and. He pushed his fingers in and out of her as he kissed her passionately. Their tongues danced to the sounds of the music that was in their minds. He pressed his thumb to her clit sending her over the edge.As she was lost in her orgasm, he withdrew his fingers and pushed his hard cock into her slick opening. She wrapped her legs around his, encouraging him to go deeper. She wanted this, she wanted him. He slowly made love to her, both knowing this was the only chance they would have to ever be. It was little embarrassing. But I was focused on the goal. Raghu already called me four times now. I called him back and said I’ll be back you go and enjoy. I finished my things and went to the room and pushed that saree away and wore a bikini. It was so embarrassing. I covered my nipples lolz.. It barely covered my boobs. But I felt like I’m not following Indian trend. I know Raghu like Indian things. I got an idea. I opened the bag and took the waist chain and wore it. Indian style. Ha ha…. A few minutes later my sister shouted to say she was going out and see me later,I went back to her room, both sets of panties were on the floor. A little yellow post-it was stuck on the blue ones with a note which said, "Have fun, love Gilly". So now both my sister's new about my xdressing, somehow I didn't care, in fact it felt rather good. I decided I would go into college and hopefully see Mr Chambers, I put on Gilly's dark blue panties under my trousers. Hopefully I could get Mr Chambers by.