Which made my dick stand and salute to her sexy figure. She came and slept beside me and we spoke till late night and she said good night and turn the... other way.The devil inside woke up…. Her body was mind blowing and her tits are awesome like melons and her hip line …… I somehow wanted to fuck her to night and i kept my hand on her hip…..There was no reaction from her and i slowly moved my hand to her right boob and gave gently press it was so heavy that my hand was not sufficient to group. She covers her ears as it reverberates back even louder. The harder she presses the heels of her palms against them, the more the stillness starts to seep in. But it’s the quiet that haunts her, opening her mind to fill with words that were once whispered against her neck. She takes a few more deep breaths trying, needing to silence the silence inside her head. Looking up at the stars, more memories flicker past, bringing her to the brink.“Fuck.” The reticence only gets worse and her clothes. This time harder and he sucked in his breath again before letting out a sigh. My hand went to the front of his pants and I felt that he was hard. Oh how badly I wanted him in my mouth. I stood up and he sat up looking at me curiously. I smiled seductively and kissed him while my fingers reached down at started to undo his pants. I looked up at him and he smiled at me. That was all I needed. I reached in his pants and felt his rock hard rod. I kissed him again and slowly rubbed up and down on. "Listen," I said finally. "Do you care about this skirt?" "What do you mean?" she asked. "I mean, do you care if it gets ripped?" "Ripped?" "I think I can pull apart the zipper, but it would probably damage it." Kriti sighed. "Okay," she said. "I mean, I like this skirt, but if it's the only way..." "Come back over here." Kriti got up from the bed, and treaded back to where I was standing. Once again, I grabbed her by the waist, and turned her so I could see her profile. Then I knelt down.