She was looking hot and milky. She was standing in front of us in a black bra and black mini skirt. She was playing with her boobs over the bra making...seductive moves. She lifted her skirt to show the tip of her underwear. She played with her pussy too and obviously I Virender and Manoj were rock hard.We kept adjusting our pants. She danced sexily and stripped down her clothes one by one. She threw her clothes towards us and she should have been at a stripper club and there she stood naked in. ’ Misha stroked back her hair behind one ear, ‘That’s my girl, offence is the best defence.’ ‘It was so great. I was shaking. But I did it. I stood up to him, and he backed down, and even him calling me a cow and a bitch didn’t upset me.’ ‘Yeah well I don’t like him calling you filthy names babe, that is something we are going to have to make him understand, bad mouthing you is no longer allowed.’ ‘Misha, I did it, I told him what I was going to do, and he had to accept it.’ Wrapping her arms. “Bottom’s up.” oOo “You’re drunk, Future Steph.” “So are you.” “I know. I have to piss really badly.” “I Know. I remember,” Future Steph giggled. “Come on. I’ll go with you.” The Blue Devil Lounge was bumping, beat heavy music booming from the dance floor, forcing all conversations to be held in raised voices. “I still don’t see Jordan and Rafael anywhere…” “There was an accident, remember? I explained that. Stuck in traffic,” Future Steph shook her head, taking Steph by the hand and. She turned in his arms and faced him and kissed him tenderly as her arms went around his neck. He felt so good with is body pressing her to the counter. The feel of his chest against her breasts which, were only under the shirt as in a hurry she had just put on her skirt and shirt (no panties or bra), caused her to moan and bite his neck in passion.The moan and bite caused his cock to jump and his desire to race. His hands moved up and down her back with a need not yet fulfilled. He cupped.