Meine train pakad li aur lko pahuch gaya. me jb ghar gaya to nani aur nana ji hi the ghar pe sia kisi frnd k yaha gai thi. me change kar k baitha tha ...aur itne me sia aai. she was in a suit per us samay thand hone k wajah se usne upper se sweater dala tha. Fir usse jb sweater hataya to me to dekhta reh gaya cz usne red suit pehni thi jo ki puri tight fitting thi aur mujhe uske bra ke lining pata chal rahe the. se was luking damn hot. fir humne todi baat ki wo mujhe isharo me kisses de rahi thi. She was open minded and I am good to talk to, for like minded people. Her son wanted to go to McDonald, so she invited me along. We chatted for long time and she left, meanwhile we exchanged our contact details.A day later she called me up in evening and asked me if I was free, I was, so she invited me to café coffee day, wherein we chatted for long, around two hours and discussed wide range of topics. I was feeling attracted to her and so was she. Later while leaving, we shook hands and I. 'Her body was equally pale with firm, but none too ample breasts tipped with palest pink nipples which proclaimed a considerable proportion of European heritage. Inevitably her mons had been shaved, making her flat belly, and prominent clitoris all the more apparent."She is the daughter of an English slave here, and her father was a visitor from England, though I will not say, and she does not know, whom. She holds a British passport. She is that unusual phenomenon in this country, a twenty-one. As Ellen and Jill mixed it up, Claire smiled enigmatically and came to me, thrusting the last of the snowball she had kept into my mouth for us to share. I played the game with her to her delight, our tongues dancing back and forth into each other's mouth as the cum, Jill's juice, and the saliva from Ellen and Claire gradually disappeared.Claire finally announced, "Oh that is so fucking hot. I love doing that. I'm not sure there's anybody else I'd do it with, but you inspire me. I love you." We.