I walk over to unlock the door, while devanshi is settling down herself. In the haste, she simply wiped her face on her shirt, her shirt’s sleeves t... be precise.That’s when I look down and realize the bulge(as my cock hadn’t relaxed yet) and a big patch on my pant over the crotch. Alas, nothing could be done now. I just pray and open the door.Standing in front in a fluorescent pink saree was Priyanka mam. She had this gorgeous hair which she decided to leave open today. Her lips were in a shade. This visitor was unlike all the others. He wasn't a pervert, he wasn't delivering anything, he didn't even appear all that threatening. Oh how wrong, one's first impression can be, for that man was by far the worst thing my ex ever sent me. When I opened the door, he just stood there smiling, dressed up in a 500 dollar suit, I didn't for one moment believe he could be in any way connected with that bastard excuse for a man."Hi there, I'm looking for a Miss Sandra Watson," He had said.After that. 30 in our roomSo I suggested to take some drinks to our roomJ agreedWe walked through the bar and as we did there sitting on the sofa was the 2 guys I agreed to meet As we walked passed them they both raised their champagne glasses and smiled at us bothJ smiled nervously as did IThey were polite I said I think they liked you I laughedJ looked over her shoulder at them again and smiled then nodded to me in agreementI opened our room for us and let j inShe walked past and I smacked her bumOoo j. The boys in her school were exactly that, boys. She wanted someone who could teach, guide and control her. In this she was not alone. However, the other girls she knew were all obsessed with the prettiest high school boys in town. It was very common for girls in her country to flaunt over pretty boys. It seemed that the more a boy looked like a girl the more popular he was. Nana had no interest in that. She had a very healthy curiosity about trying things with another girl, but when it came to.