Fine by me. I ended up writing her later that day just to see what she was up to. "Hey, what you up to?" I wrote to her. "Nothing much, just relaxing......wyd?" she responded. After a couple of messages she asked me if I was seeing anyone, which I wasn't...I asked her the same question, she said she was single also. After that, we started spending a bunch of time with each other and she would spend the night at my house all the time. We had sex a couple of couple of times, not to much because she. You're going to be my little white bitches.My dick made an audible popping sound as it slid from her pussy. She fell forward and caught her balance by leaning against the snack machine. Her hair--a few moments ago so beautifully styled--was disheveled and her dress was still crumpled up around her waste, leaving her cute little ass exposed with her panties still pulled to the side. The inside of her thighs were wet. I helped her turn around and straighten her dress. She was still dazed and. That day he drove himself. I knew where he is taking me, for fuck with his friend. We reached to a farm house. It was big farm house with lot of greeneries, fruit trees , flowers all around. I saw many females in age group of 40s in the farm . Father took me inside and there was only one man , a man with full grey hairs.Father introduced me,.” Brinda, he is Lala Hari Narayan , my old c***dhood friend , my best friend. “I shook hand and that man hugged me and sat on cozy sofa pulling me on his. Pull it up and pass it over mine, so now your foot is resting in the armrest of the couch, opening your legs even more, giving me the pleasure of seeing your long and sexy leg, your erotic high heels shoes and your perfectly pedicured toes. You are moaning at every push, it sounds like the last set of a long tennis game. I love hearing your moans and screams through the cloth of my shirt, it turns me on even more. At this point I am about to come, so I slow down my pace a bit, let go the shirt..