Desi Indian Girl

“He’s just one guy.” “I know. But, I thought he liked me.” “I guess he’s an idiot.” I smile, handing her a cup of tea. “I don’t ca...e anyways. I’m only here for another three months.” She takes a moment to inhale the steam coming off the top of the cup then sips the tea, and a sense of delight spreads across her face. “Mmm. This tastes so good. It’s just what I needed.” We sit on the bed and keep drinking the tea for a moment and then she relaxes her head against the wall. “Are you warming up?”. I rolled over to her and we cuddled for a few minutes. After I had finished with building up the rest of my courage, I asked her to give me her hand. She thought I was just going to hold her hand but instead I put it on my boob. She went inside my shirt and started to play with my nipple. I was embarrassed because I knew that my nipple was getting hard. It got to the point where I wanted her to take off my bra. Didn’t work out as I thought it would. It took her 4 or 5 tries to unhook it which I. More

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