Her milky white skin. And big boobs. While making sure she doesn’t notice. Oh, I forgot to tell about the stats. Anjali was 38 34 36. (She had huge ...reasts. A bit saggy but an awesome pair.)She has black hair and milky white skin. She likes to wear deep neck tops. She wore spectacles which added to her sexiness. On the other hand was Shruti 32 28 30. She had the perfect pair of boobs ever. She was a little dark but cute. She had short hair.While I was thinking about their sexiness, Anjali asked. No reaction from him, he continued caressing my thigh.Suddenly, he moved his hand up and inserted it beneath my t-shirt and started feeling my stomach. Gosh, what a feeling it was!! He continued playing near my stomach area and approached towards my chest. Next, he started pinching my nipples very slowly taking utmost care not to hurt. I moaned in excitement (don’t know why and how).Now there was no doubt I wasn’t asleep. He made me turn towards him forcefully and placed my face near his neck. She grabbed my hand and put it inside. She was already wet. I played with her clit some, but she wanted me. She turned around pulled down my pants and began to take out my dick. I was a little worried about catching a disease, but figured a pre-med student would know to be careful. Her mouth engulfed my manhood. Oh what a day! First a great presentation, now a hot blonde sucking my dick. I pulled off the rest of my clothes. As I did so she pulled down the covers on the bed. I wanted her on. She’s already nude, I stripped her before letting her enter the bed. I slowly removed each piece of clothing; she wore layers to combat the winter cold. It’s a little chilly, but her nipples are erect and teasing my own as she pulls closer to me, trying to wrap her legs around my waist. I won’t let her. Keeping the hand to trace her face, still kissing her, I trail my other hand down her body, running my hand across her breasts, teasing each nipple with the palm of my hand. I leave my hand over.