“Muslims don’t drink,” said Mo. He’d said so at the restaurant and again here.“Some Muslims do,” argued Mia, “and I’m not saying drink... a lot. Just have a lager like everyone else.”“Okay I guess so, thanks.” Paul went with the flow, as usual. It wasn’t worth arguing about, and he was in a club, for the first time. In clubs you drank. Maybe it would loosen up his dancing.“Proper Muslims don’t drink at all,” said Mo. “I’ll just have an orange juice. Thanks.”“Okay,” said Mia, slightly to Mo’s. Then I felt chill air blowing on my body.The saree had parted away and my bare breasts were exposed to the chillness,still I was numb enough not to cover myself.Then I felt something touch my breasts,then I could as if it was kissing my nipples.I sheepily tried to brush it off,but I hit on something hard.I lost my sleep in a moment and opened my eyes.I saw the old man on top of me sucking at my nipples.He had already parted off my saree and I was literally topless in front of him."What are you. I liked that she liked it more than I actually liked it but it was fine. the next day she tells me her friend really likes me so my roommate his wife V and her *friend all go out. well i had kissed a couple of guys, made out with one tranny but ive never just full on kissed and made out with a man until that night. i could feel his huge cock poking me while we kissed. then V started to get jealous so we spent some time together so we end up at their place. they never kissed except to tell each. Kaafi der chumane ke baad mere cell phone ki ghanti baji aur driver ka phone tha…Ki mein neeche khada hu aap aa jao… Preeti turant uthi aur kapade pahanane lagi..Aur hum fir ready hokar neeche chale gaye…Is incident ke baad humare beech ki dooriya ko thodi bahut thi vo bhi meet gayi thi.. Ab cab me vo meri kandhe pe sir rakhake baithi thi.. Raat ko late hum mahabaleshwar pahuche.. Waha hotel me check in kiya..Meine ek hi room book kiya tha aur preeti ne usame koi obection nahi liya..Room me.