Let’s have dinner then. I am starving.I went and sat next to Neha. Anjali was sitting opposite us, giving me a good view of her cleavage. We started... having dinner with wine and chatting about their college days. I was trying not to look at her cleavage but, it was very tempting. So I stole a few glances at it.I was not sure if the girls observed it, but I wanted to be discreet. After having a couple of glasses of wine, the atmosphere in the room changed.Anjali: So, Anand. Neha told me that you. She pressed my hands over it. She showed me how to do it; first circling, pressing the fingers one by one, holding fully with the hand and finally kneading the nipple gently. I had done it and feeling the ecstasy my small dick again stood up. She gently opened it showing the red head and said, “This is more beautiful”. Standing closely, she placed my lips on her breast and asked to suck. While doing so she placed one of my hands on her pussy and inserted a finger in it and showed to move in and. She shifted in her seat, scooting closer to the edge of the seat and leaning forward a bit, as if she was paying attention to the boy. My hand now high up on Micah’s thigh, I turned my chair a little toward the boy. I leaned back, blocking the view of my hand under her dress from anyone who might be watching. She gasped, covering it with a fake cough, as the side of my hand brushed against her panties. When the boy stopped talking, Micah asked what I did for a living and scooted a little closer. With her encouragement, he let his hands explore. Lightly grazing his fingers over the contours of her stomach, cupping her breast, gently pinching her hard little pink nipple, and then dipping his fingers down again to rest on her inner thigh. With each inch of her he touched he grew less and less able to control himself. He couldn’t just stop at her thigh, he needed more. He shifted over her, and slowly pulled down her pants, revealing a pair of lacy white panties that clung to her tight.