“Would you like to lie down for a bit?” I continued, not knowing if I was being gallant or exploitative. But a swelling cock doesn’t really do g...llant, so I stood up and took her hand.“Thank you, kind Sir,” she said with a bashful smile as I led her into the bedroom.Once in the theatre of passion we clung together and kissed ferociously. I don’t know how long it had been for her, but she was determined to make the most of this opportunity. She wrenched off her sweater and shirt, then her little. There were lots of good-looking guys to have fun with. I wanted to be slutty and carefree this weekend. I wouldn’t be seeing the people at the party until next year. Rebecca was the only one I'd see at school.I really was wondering if I was now into girls. I was thinking, 'I'd better fool around with a guy to make sure I still liked them.' I giggled to myself. Rebecca walked very close to me. I felt I was now her trophy that she needed to guard. I was hoping she wasn’t going to be hanging onto. Felt like a full-grown man with power to command. Shedding all amateur inhibitions I bravely turned to veni, face to face. Without wasting anymore timeI nicely pulled the strings bearing the nightgown on her shoulders and pulled it all the way down till her waist, which exposed her voluptuous, typically south Indian heavy juicy boobs. My mouth was watering to taste them. She remained absolutely calm and relaxed. She surely was a seasoned seductress.With the help of her own legs she pulled the. As time ticked by I almost left and chickened out, but just as I was about to leave I got a text from my gentleman (which is what he truly was)and I knew there was no turning back. I gave him the room number and he said he would be right up, my heart was pounding and my pussy was aching I had to satisfy this thirst.Then there was a knock on the door and my heart skipped a beat as I quickly checked myself over in the mirror. I was wearing a black and white spaghetti strap dress, cut just right.
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