She didn’t want to live like this, but nor was she so sure that the alternative that message had offered her would be any more bearable. The passing... of the night brought not a whisper of clarity, and she wept still even as the heaviness of her eyes overcame her tortured mind and she fell into a disturbed sleep in the wee hours of the morning. * Belle pulled her faux-leather jacket close around her and tugged at the hem of her short skirt in a feeble attempt to make it somehow cover more of. ”“You were calling out her name last night in your sleep!”“That’s crap, I wasn’t!”Shreyas was warming up now and enjoying his friend’s discomfort.“You woke me up, you were humping your pillow and crying out her name.”“I wasn’t!”“Were you dreaming of fucking her? It sounded like it!”Shreyas turned on his stomach and began to hump the bed, “Oohhhh Priya, Priya, fuck me Priya….oohhh I love your pussy Priya.”Rajesh jumped on Shreyas and wrestled him, his arms around Shreyas’ neck. They wrestled and. Ohhhhhkay. Back to reality. She may have had womanly curves but she was still about 30 years younger than me, so that was really just my horny mind running on overtime. She walked past me and before I could stop myself, I got up and followed her. Well, I didn’t follow her, she was heading in the same direction as me anyway, so I truly wasn’t following her. I’m not that desperate. So I followed her for a bit. My eyes wandered from her shoes, simple, white, sturdy heel, not dowdy though,. I sucked her boobs for long time and bite her nipples. I circled her nipples with my tongue and licked all over her boobs. I smelled her under arm pit. She smelled good like “malligai” flower and made me more erotic. I licked and bite her boobs. She pressed my head towards her boobs and asked me to bite more and more. She shouted “RAHAMATHULLAH kutty please don’t stop…squeeze hard”. Slowly I removed her petticoat.When I moved her petticoat above her legs I noticed the she is not wearing any.