One evening, it was my cousin and bhabhi’s wedding anniversary so we bought them a stay at a posh hotel for the night as the gift. We two were alone... at the house. We were watching a movie and there was a scene was hero and heroine is doing a slow dance. Riya said: “I have never danced with a guy before.” I asked her: “Do you want to dance with me? I’ll teach you.” I put nice music, my arms on her waist and her arms around my neck. We were dancing. I don’t know what came over me and I kissed her. I guess I had been missed a lot more than I had thought! I parked and walked up to the porch nodding to all the people lingering in the yard, some old buddies who all shouted things like “Hey man! Good to see you back!” and “Welcome home bro!”. When I got inside I stopped dead. Along the living room wall was no less that 6 kegs, 2 of which were my favorite beer, Killian's Irish Red. A big screen TV was hooked up with Call of Duty 3 and a huge table laden with snack foods. I asked around for. The bedroom was behind me and I stood in middle of the way. This is the situation where all things began. She walked towards me and stumbled over the mattress. She fell on me and we both came down to the floor. Her boobs pressed my chest. My hands was on her hips. Our eyes met and we were same position for few minutes.We rolled over and I was on her top. My hands moved away and rested near shoulder. Her wet body crushed under mine. Our body heat increased. My dick was at high peak and poking at. Her legs, so long, so shapely, so satiny smooth- looking at their inner thighs showed a glistening trickle of moisture seeping from her passion-flowered cuntal mouth."You still like young girls don't you bro. I saw the one you had in the car the day I arrived and I can tell by how a girl walks if she's just been fucked."Janice's fingertips dipped lower through her soft downy pubic hair, blazing a path toward the glistening pink slit between her legs as she spoke. "And I could see that one had.