Fie unho ne mujse pucha ki tumhari koi gf he kya to mene kaha koi mili nahi abhi. To unho ne kaha kesi chaiye. To mene kaha aap jesi to vo hasne lagi ...or boli acha bachu mujse flirt kar rahe ho. To mene kaha me sach keh raha hu aap sach me bahot hi sexy ho. To vo boli kya fayda husband to sal me ekhi bar aate he. Fir vo sad ho gayi. To mene unko kaha koi bat nahi me huna . To rima ne muje hug kar liya or boli thankyou.Kya batau dosto jab usne muje hug kiya to mera land khada ho gaya or uske. She had nodded and responded and moved on.She was thinking; oh my, it will be all over town tomorrow and then she smiled. The gossips will be talking about her out with a younger, much younger man. Her smile broadened and there was a little extra wiggle in her hips as she was thinking; dam it I am still a good looking woman and I got a great looking man.The concert was wonderful and they had held hands and explored around a little but mostly just enjoyed the music and each other. Now what. It was the last dance before finals, and even though Christmas was a few weeks away, the official theme was "The Holiday Season." All the holidays of the time were supposed to be represented, but about 80 percent of the decorations were the standard Christmas fare.He wandered out of the hall to the open area outside. There was no one out there, but that was okay. Michael didn't really feel like company. He figured he'd spend the rest of the dance outside, but after a few minutes, he realized. I rolled onto my back and spread my legs. He crawled atop me and kneeled. He grasped his penis and swirled it against the large patch of pussy juice that darkened my panties. My vulva relaxed and I felt his penis coarsely poke the frothy crotch of my panties right into my vagina, mimicking what he'd seen me do with my vibrator on New Year's Day. Doug said I felt really restricted poking around like that, so he pulled out right away. He pulled my panties out of the way and entered me again. He.