“Aaaaah ooooooo Veenu kya kar raha hai ,, tu mujhe pagal kar dega kya ..? “Oh God means Didi was very much into it … and now I removed my other ...and from the bellow and held Didi in my arms so tightly as if I would press her in me .“Are Veenu itni jor se nahin bhaiyya , main mar jaoongi .. jara pyaaar se , main koi bhagi thodi ja rahi hoon ?? Kisi ko bhi itni jor se mat dabana ..tujhe abhi bahot kuch seekhna hai Didi se ..” Oh God Oh God , I was overjoyed by this reaction from her . She liked. My hand cupped my balls.She began rubbing circles around her clit, hips moving back and forth... I began rubbing the precum I was dripping down my shaft.She lifted her hips clear of the bed and began pumping two fingers in and out of her cunt... I began furiously jacking off.We masturbated together, for minutes that seemed like hours. I tried to radiate my lust across the intervening space to her, hoping to drive her lust higher as well, without her really knowing why. I tried to gauge how. At the coaching center hostel initially I was very determined and tried to forget all this but I couldn’tThen after a week the day came when I met my royal mistress, my goddess, She came to the room and asked me to get out of the room so that she could clean that, the very instant I got up and got out of the room I have never been so quick to any one’s orders but this was special.At the first encounter it self I managed to get a glimpse of her cleavage she had average Indian women colourShe was. I wore a micro mini short and thin cotton top with no bra. Sitting side by side in the car that helped him to caress my thighs and place his hands on my breasts all along. As the cab drivers in Goa are used to it we freely indulged in kisses in the back seat. By the time we returned it was seven and I was dying to take him deep in me. My shorts was soaking wet by then.We changed our dress and had dinner with Vodka. Again the night was sleepless with three copulations. Next day was trip to South.