Harsha, from Bangalore; this story happened 3 yrs back when I was doing post graduation at Belgaum.Coming to myself, am normal looking guy with 5’9 ...eight 67 kg, broad chest and accessible length of tool which can hit g spot of any lady, this is my first encounter with new friend, I had romance with many gals in theaters, traveling in bus, but never had romance like this with this new friend.Coming to story, when I was in first yr post graduation, I am hard working pg in my dept, every junior. In other words, if I could get the fellow hard enough to enter my territorial waters, I didn’t care if he was a Pirate or a Saint as long as he could get to the finish line without losing his hardened state and determined desire to make me take it like a “good girl” in complicit concert of action.One of my wardens was a young lad called Hannibal and he was from a region in the northern part of the outlands that used a dialect that was all but incomprehensible to educated subjects of the realm.. "Oh crickey! She's seen us! What can I do now?" I wailed, "Just look at me." "Oh heavens, she's bound to get angry if we don't go back, and anyway, you're right, she's seen us," observed Wendy. With my heart thumping furiously, the three of us galloped back to the cottage. Aunty Janet was unloading stuff out of the car when we arrived so Wendy offered to help whilst Harriet and I tried to sneak into the house. We failed. "Whoa, who's that young lady with Harriet and. . 2,9... ... ... ..." when she got to 3€ her skirt was almost all pulled up and her white panties could be seen perfectly. "opps, that was a bit more than 3€ actually, now you need to refund me" she said in a naive flirting way."I'll give you credit then." and she said "no, I want my money back now!" winking at me. "Take your shirt of. Both of you".The guy was like "what? me?? but I didn't charge you for anything.." "Well buy you saw up my legs this high too * see, stop staring at them * oh no,.