She said ‘hey, it felt different having sex with you now.’I said ‘how different, Bhabhi?’ She said ‘it seemed like you were lost in your tho...ghts and not interested in the sex.’ I felt a tinge of shame and said ‘nothing like that bhabhi, it was just that I was thinking about the class that I had missed last evening.’ She said ‘ok…’She left and I went for a bath. I wanted to prepare myself for my encounter with Dolly. I wanted to present a new myself to her and also wanted to feel a different. You go deeper and deeper with each stroke, your hands going to my head to push my hair out of the way and tug me down further onto you. Your hips start to work in an undeniable rhythm, slowly easing yourself out of my mouth before pressing the tender head back between my lips. I twirl my tongue all around you, simultaneously teasing your balls with my fingers. I squeeze them softly and suddenly your hands tighten their grip on my hair. You’re about to cum, I can tell. I move faster as you. He bent down for another kiss, then removed my boxers. Right as his lips touched my cock head I woke up. I was mad because I was getting to the good part but when I checked my alarm clock and saw it was three in the afternoon I was glad I woke up. Four hours until the party started. Two, hours later, I had been through my entire wardrobe and was still unable to find something suitable. I finally decided on a light blue Hollister shirt that had the brand name across the front and jeans.. The mâitre d´ led her to a table where Malcolm was lounging in his chair, with his white polo shirt offsetting his dark skin. As he pulled out her chair, the mâitre d´ smirked ever so slightly at Malcolm, who responded with an equally subtle puckering of his lips and eyebrow raise. Melissa saw the mâitre d´ roll his eyes as he seated her. She turned in her chair to watch the him walking away, amused by the slight strut in his gait. Turning back to Malcolm, she got ready to tease him about.