I wonder what else isweird about girl's clothes.The sweater vest goes on much easier and the part I dread the most ispulling the skirt up. Wow, I can'...t believe I am wearing a skirt. I slidethe long knees high socks up both my feet. I start putting my new blackMary Jane shoes on as Cindy walks back to our lockers."Wow you got dressed pretty fast, I guess you're used to wearing a skirtand other girl's clothes hehehe." Cindy giggles at me and I turn andstare at her. "I am sorry I won't tease you. One hand was holding my own, the other traced over mine with her fingers. She was watching her caress with a smile on her face.She released her grip but not before placing my hand on her thigh, then she reached for our glasses and passed one to me. She raised her glass to me and I followed suit. As we drank I squeezed her leg, she smiled and her free hand reached for the hanging tablecloth, pulling it to cover my hand.I raised an eyebrow at her, now she grinned. I gripped the skirt of her suit. Mann hi mann mujhe bahut pasand thi par main kaafi shy aur introvert tha. Wo bhi kisi se flirt ya kisi ko ghaas nahi daalti thi.School ke antim dino mein maine thana ki main usse apni feelings bata ke rahunga. Mujhe pata nahi tha ki kya expect karna chahiye tha. To exam ke kuchh din pehle maine use ek din class ke baad bataya. Uske aankho mein mere liye sadness aa gayi. Usne mera haath apne haath mein lekar mujhe samjhaya ki wo bhi mujhe like larti hai par abhi uke liye parivaar aur ghar bahut. Cindy gasped then arched her back and wrapped her long legs around my waist to pull me even deeper.We battled each other for ten minutes, at least, until her first orgasm hit. Still, I pumped her furiously, ravaging her poor pussy with my love and my lust. Holding my weight with my left hand and arm I reached down with my right to lightly graze her clit. Her movements became even more frantic and, knowing that I couldn’t last much longer, I pinched her hard hot button between my fingers and.