“society termed it wrong, but I think we will find it much more pleasurable” and she winked and took off the towel. With that flick of her hand al... my inhibitions and her self control seemed to vanish and I just grabbed her by the waist and started kissing her, as my shorts slid down. We just kissed softly for a while, both of us eager but nervous at the same time. I broke the kiss first and gently laid her down on my bed and lied on top of her. Her fair skin was just as soft as I had imagined. Day by day we chat too closely. We started talks about gf,bf, sex , sexual or horny experience and of entire dirty world.One day i asked her for her nude photos(below neck) to which she refused first but later she mailed it to me. She was beautiful also she got nice pair of tits, from that i just started dreaming to fuck her, i used to get excited and happy when i think about her.One day she told me that she is coming to sagar university in sagar district in a college campaign, with her 4. Just as I get to the bathroom I look back and beckon you to follow me in. Once inside I push you against the wall and kiss your neck while my hand is placed behind your neck and holding you there. My other hand is roaming your body. Drawing it's way down your front of your top and squeezing each breast and pinching your nipples. You sigh and start to breath faster....The room is heating up and there is an air of danger of being caught.My hand keep roaming down your body and traces the outline. I never got near the middle of the bed then. He'd push me aside with that cold butt of his, giggling like a girl, thinking it was so funny. And I'd laugh too, and push him back, but he always won. I didn't mind really.We both slept naked, and the feel of his butt was always arousing. God we did it a lot. All of it. Tender, gentle lovemaking, his touch sensitive but firm, our mutual caresses binding our souls. And fucking. Wild animal stuff. Frenzied coupling like wanton goats. Quickies almost.