Udhar Bhide apne kurte ko leke tension mein aajata hai ki Madhvi ko jake kya bataunga aur ghar kaise jaunga. Tabhi Babita Iyer ka ek purana white kurt...a lake deti hai. Woh kehti hai ki ghar jake change karke isko wapas lake de dena.Bhide woh kurta pehanke bahar nikalta hai aur apne ghar chale jata hai. Lekin ghar par koi nahi hota to woh tension free hoke change karke kurta wapas deke aa jata hai.Idhar Sonu ko woh ladka uper se niche tak dekhta hai. Aur isse pehle Sonu kuch bole woh Sonu ko. It was just like old times and Matt was telling embarrassing stories about me that I had honestly forgotten about. We were laughing so hard that people were looking at us like maybe we were the drunk people. We weren't... yet. After we all got a round of beers I said that I'd prefer to switch to scotch or rum, and I asked Matt and Lisa if they would like to head back to my place?That is what we did.On the walk back to my place we had to move their car so they didn't get a parking ticket and I. This entire Home EC class was floating around college talking about having buns in their ovens and how they would make the perfect wives for their nerds.It was Stepford.This school was getting weird. Everything that @realgossip account tweeted was true. No matter how salacious. I had no idea where the owner was getting their dirt from. But she was good. I was glad I wasn't into anything kinky.She had nothing to tweet about me.I headed to the career fair and quickly found my seat in the front. Lifted her chin and smooched her. While she put her hand back and grabbed my manhood, I undid the pin on her pallu. Her saree fell leaving her draped only waist below. I held her tummy and gave a light squeeze on her piercing. She squeezed my cock further and bit my lips. I undid the pin on her waist and let the saree fall. Rubbing my thick cock along the bulges of her bum and the crack, I undid her blouse.She was just in her black lacy bra and a black thong. I came in front of her and raised.