Her hands glided over my body, tracing the outline of my chest muscles and shoulders, feeling my firm abs and butt, and finally settling on the thick ...lump of my manhood. Oh, eddie, you have been keeping something from me since morning,” she said with a husky devilish voice. Her fingers drew the outline of my cock that had grown its way down the leg of my boxers. “Mmm, you should get a better place to keep such a lovely thing than in your jocke.”I stepped back and watched as Parul squatted down. I did not know if I wanted her to know where I lived. We agreed to meet at 8:00. Tuesday came and Vicky was waiting in the parking lot. We walked inside and sat at a table near the door. Vicky was dressed nice, but conservative. A nice pant set. Just a hint of cleavage showing. She had almost no make-up on, but she still looked very pretty. Some women need make-up and some do not. Vicky was in the group that did not. Her hair was hanging loose over shoulders. We ordered. . So i straightly went to my room and slept… Next day morning chithi didn’t come to wake me.. I was really upset and went to kitchen to find her… She was preparing breakfast… I asked her the reason why she did not came to wake me? She said nothing… I can’t able to bear the pain i felt inside my heart.. Then only i recognized that how much i loved her… I went to her back and hugged her from behind and started to cry… She then suddenly turned and hold my cheeks and asked me the reason why am. ’ Sylvia got up off the bed we were all lying on and stood up on the bedroom floor walking around suggestively. ‘I like to behave like a dirty tart when I’m really horny.’ She said. ‘I know you like my figure don’t you?’ Sylvia said as she walked around the room swinging her hips, pushing here tits and ass out and showing off her juicy, shaven cunt. Looking straight at the two of us lying on the bed, Sylvia pushed her hips out towards us, lay down on the floor and opened her legs wide for us,.