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She was very friendly and open minded. She used to wear nighty at home with no bra. Many a time she found me staring at her body but didn’t said anything.one morning I saw her sitting in her drawing room with sad face. I went inside her flat and asked the reason. She didnt replied convincingly and I didnt forced her.late in the evening, I got her msg on WhatsApp. She wanted to meet me. I told her to come at 2’0 clock in night on roof of our building. I went to the roof and found her waiting. As soon as I went there, she hugged me and started crying. Her boobs were crushing on my chest. I tried to console her and started caressing her back. The evil inside me woke up. My dick started raising in my pants. I put my tongue on her neck. She sensed it and pushed me away. She slapped me hard on my face and left.We didnt talk for almost a week. Then, another morning, she again ranged my doorbell. As soon as I opened the door, she came inside and locked it from inside. She didnt said anything. Hearing him enjoying my touch only added to furry building in my already drenched pussy. I wanted him, badly desperately in that moment. I freed my mouth from his and with one motion slid out of my dress. He knew I would not have panties on and I saw his eyes gleam as I stood before him in nothing but a red bra. My own mini strip show prompted him to pull his t-shirt from his chest over his head. Once more our lips collided and I could not help but run my hand over his lean, nearly hairless body before once more finding his cock, struggling to be free of the fabric which contained it. His mouth left mine and travelled to my neck, he knew just what spot to dote on, and he made quick work licking and flicking his tongue over the sensitive skin just under my ear. I panted loudly, suddenly. “I want to fuck you so bad right now.” He whispered into my neck. The sensation of his lips so close to my ear, his warm breath on my skin, mixed with his terse confession pushed my resistance to.
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