Jess and I were far from innocent, grinding against each other’s legs pretty heavily and letting our hands run down each other, though usually keeping our hands away from, shall we say, “inappropriate” areas. While I overheard at least one guy call us lesbians, I think that was because we wouldn’t let him dance with us, not because of our dancing, as there were many other girls dancing the same way around the dance floor, some being far more suggestive and inappropriate. Indian Sex Video As soon as I opened the cupboard though, Jess, who was standing just behind me, suddenly asked, “You feeling up to your college days?”
I turned around to ask her what she meant, but she merely brought her eyes from me to the top of the cupboard. I pulled myself back and off of Jess, her finger catching on my panties and pulling a small bit outside my cunt. I moved her legs off my shoulders, crawled up between them, and crossed my hands over her chest, resting my head on top, staring up at her face. I was more dressed for dinner than the dancing, with black slacks, a fancy shirt I had just gotten, dressy-but-danceable shoes, and my hair put up.
