After we switched our clothes, Cam looked at her watch. "Shoot I need to go home. No ... make that you need to go home."I looked at my watch, "Why, it...s still early?" Mom said that I had to be home early for something. So just go home ok?"Grudgingly I said, "Ok then, but we need to switch watches as well. It wouldn't look good if I came home with my own watch, would it?"Cam agreed and we switched our watches. We hid the medallion in our hide-out and then we set off for home. Cam lived a block. She was little bit fat wearing a burkah almost covering her entire body not knowing who she was her eyes were only apparent and she was seeing me when I was turning other side. almost our thighs were in contact she had a purse and in which she had a 6600 nokia mobile which was ringing and she took it out and talked for 2 min and again she saw me eye to eye, I was feeling something over my feet. I pulled it aside but I felt very sorry because that was nothing but her feet which was touching my. I giggled as I shook it and watched it wiggle. I reached down my other hand and cupped his heavy nuts. This kid was gonna be a big shooter, to be sure. A part of me wondered if he was done growing yet. If not, women would run from him every time he dropped his pants. He was just getting harder and harder as I massaged his spunk-pods, and I took I took a deep breath, wondering what he planned to do with all that.Brit slipped one, two, and then three fingers into me in turn, banging me slowly,. Every weekend we used to leave the college hostel and go home for the weekends. All three of our homes were 45 minutes travel, so we used to go by bus.My girlfriend, Bhuvana, and I used to sit together in the last seat. My girlfriend in the middle, and Bhuvana in the farther end with me in the window end. While traveling, I kept my hands below my girlfriend’s duppata and fondle her boobs and pinch her nipples over her chudi.After my girlfriend got off the bus at her stop, it was another 20.