"Come on, try it again. Take it easy--inhale a little smoke and hold it down as long as you can," the long-haired "hippie" advised.Jill tried it once ...more, and this time was able to control her coughing. Much to her relief, she felt no reaction at all from the strange smelling smoke, and the blonde student decided that now that she'd satisfied her scientific curiosity, she'd leave at the first possible opportunity.The thin girl with the large breasts came in from the kitchen carrying a pot of. So when I got home, the first thing I did was put on my nightgown, knowing that I was not going anywhere for the rest of the evening, pour that first glass of wine, sit on the couch and turn on the TV.I was on my second glass of wine when the front door opened and he walked in. I don’t know how long I had been sitting there, but I could see past him that it was getting dark. Without bothering to close the door he crossed the room to stand in front of me.Without taking his eyes off of me, he. I moved my fingers gently around her nipples, squeezing them gently. She dragged me down to lie on the bed. I kissed her neck and cheeks and near her mouth. She moved her face gently as I neared her lips. I got up to switch off all lights and shut the door. When I returned to the bed she had removed her sari. In the dim light I could make out her blouse and paavada against her fair skin. I could wait no more. I unbuttoned her blouse slowly. She unhooked her bra herself. My lips moved over her. So he honoured her, cherished her, served her with the very core of his being. Her mood was exuberant today, seductive in its joy, pure Rachmaninoff without the taste of darker desires coloured in by Puccini. He was more than willing to oblige that joy, answer that temptation with hands slipping under the gold silk of her evening dress, finding the sensation of velvet in her honey-kissed skin along the smoothness of her back. His arms circled her from behind, pulled her close, surrounded her.