Gérard was happy at B— College. The string of tutors Father brought from England as she and Gérard grew up had earned their pay and she and her fo...ter brother had soaked up everything they could teach. He was ready for Oxford, had been ready even before their hasty departure with Antoine years ago.Merle Heathcoate, Master Printer, read the sign board outside the shop where Father’s cousin had his establishment. His print shop occupied most of the ground floor. On the second floor were the. I told her I like her and I told I want it casual and no strings attached as I don’t like shitty love craps to which she agreed and our lips met and we had about 2-3 mins of kissing session. After that I paid and went to a place where no one can disturb our privacy. We went on my friends PG. Let me describe his PG it’s a 2 BHK flat in a posh area near to my place He and his sister lives there and that day I was lucky as his sister was gone for navaratri.Then I told my friend about the situation. ”“Fine, you killjoy. It’s not like I have a penis to go home to or anything…”“Oh just eat your pancakes you big crybaby. So Rita, did you have anything planned for Randy?”“Ummm, kinda,” I said through a mouth of food. “I didn’t know he had anything big planned for me though, what I was gonna do might not be big enough.”“What were you gonna do?” Aunt Lisa asked.“Nope, I can’t tell you before he knows, you’ll have to find out after Randy does.”“What’s the big deal? It’s not like we’re gonna go. Why did you stop, please lick me down there again.please.” Indira pleaded me to go down on her ass again. The tone of her voice and the manner of speaking was like that of a kid asking for his toy back.Instead of replying to her, I replied in action by placing her legs on my shoulders and going down on her as she requested me. As she arched her back, her ass rose up off the sofa. I immediately grabbed her ass and started squeezing it. Indira’s round ass was now resting on my palms as my tongue.