) She kissed me hard and guided my hand down to her exposed pussy! I felt the soft, curly, hairs against the back of my hand and wetness between the s...mall, pink, lips of her pussy!This was definitely...REAL!! My fingers probed Mary's slippery, pussy! She grunted, softly, into my chest and gyrated on my hand! The sounds of her loosening pussy getting more moist with each thrust of my fingers was starting to drive me wild! In one quick motion, I lifted Mary's shaking and panting body up! Turned. There was a seat and I did indeed want to welcome her. Being friendly isn’t tied to country or creed or social strata. It’s being a good person.Probably at first she thought I was just doing my responsible duty in iw welconing herf -- one of our themes at St. Mary’s -- but when I asked if she played hockey, she lit up. “You play hockey here? There’s a rink?”At first I was confused, but then realized she was thinking of the ice game, not the field game. St. Mary’s almost always triumphs in. We chatted as the time approached to travel over to Jamie’s house. “You don’t plan on doing anything with Jamie, do you?” Camille unexpectedly asked me. I looked at Kmart Cowboy’s girlfriend with a curious expression. “What do you mean?” “I mean sex. Every guy she’s ever gone out with has tried to get in her pants. The last one really freaked her out. I think he tried to rape her or something. She got really scared over it and it’s taken. ”I picked her up in my arms and went to the sofa. I made her sit there and sat beside her.Mausi: When are we gonna get married?Me: Today.Mausi: Looks like someone is in a real hurry to have sex. (She smiled naughtily)Me: Yeah, you can say so.Then we decided that we would marry just by doing only some important stuff like I would tie a mangalsutra around her neck and would apply sindoor. Then we would sign the documents in which we both agree to live together as a husband and wife on our own.