She opened the door…They switched on the AC and lights.Sandy grabbed hold of Neha and gave her a bone crushing hug and wet sloppy kiss. Neha eagerly...kissed him back. Sandy’s hands travelled over her naked back. Her skin was soft and wet from the sweat. The smell of her perfume and sweat intermingled and formed a heady combination. Sandy tugged at the threads of her Choli . Fortunately the threads did not get entangled and they fell down.Sandy felt Neha’s tummy and moved his hands slowly up.. But, it’s the other qualities of their performance that elevate them to greatness, and Callie clearly had those qualities. Her poses were sharp and defined. She moved like flowing water, appearing effortless, her hands held in the perfect positions, her fingers just so, her neck long, head tilted. She had a perfect body for dance, perfect proportions; long slender legs, slender hips, slim body, yet unquestionably female. Like Margot Fonteyn, she epitomized dance, and performed so well it was. I feel her tongue on my balls as she opens her mouth and sucks on one. Her fingers slowly caress my tip and head, her thumb runs over my slit and I can’t help but lay my head back into the pillow close my eyes and moan.Kissing upwards from my balls to my shaft, I feel her lips touch every part of me. Her hand holding me steady and then her tongue takes over. Swirling, lapping, exploring. My head is wet now, a mixture of her tongue and my pre-cum.Opening my eyes, I watch her. She feels my eyes. It felt strange and hurt at first but I got used to it. My friends were supportive but my family didnt like it so they stopped speaking to me.I received an invitation through the post to a high school reunion at her my school and thought she'd go.The night of the reunion and I arrived outside the tall building in a long black limo and stepped out wearing a long, red dress. My long blonde hair was down in pretty curls. I walked into the crowded hall full of old high school students and glanced.