Josh was outside running laps when he had the strangest feeling. "Whatis it?" he thought as he continued the run, his hand feeling bare withoutthe ri...g. As Josh continued the run the feeling continued to grow andchange into dread. "It can't be the ring," he said as he stopped andhunched over. "Who knows about it?"Josh felt the hairs on the back of his next stand up. "Jackie!" he saidin a panic. "She must have figured it out!"Josh ignored the yells of the PE coach and made a beeline for. Of course, Shweta was the first person invited. My crush! What an angel! The most perfect boobies ever seen! Although I never asked her but I’m pretty sure that her measures were 36-24-36. I had jerked off thinking of her lips and pussy from the time I had joined the office. That day was no different. As soon as people started entering the restaurant, I was wondering if she’ll come. “Hey Brother!” Rahul said, breaking my thoughts. “Hey man!” I replied. We hugged and engaged into a formal. I slowly slid my hands above her boobs putting no pressure on them. She was looking at the ceiling. She was in no hurry. She was just enjoying every inch of my hand on her body. I slowly pressed her right boob. She closed her eyes in pleasure. I slid my hand onto left boob and gently pressed that. Her lips shivered a bit. I was rolling my hands on her boobs and watching her face. How beautiful she is! Her lips are welcoming me to kiss. I slowly raised my head and placed my lips on her lips. She. Her red lips, she had learned, could be the most wickedly smirking things imaginable.In short, with her sultry cream-colored face, her slinky young figure, and her sly predilections, she could be an unendurable cock-tease when she felt like making a man suffer. Sometimes—well, many times, Brad amended silently—it seemed that perhaps the favorite path to her own excitation was to tease him and tantalize him first, to seduce him and enslave him, to make him crave her utterly. Yes, whenever.