I looked down and saw my belt hanging unbuckled, my pants unbuttoned and my obvious erection. I told them I had just graduated college the year before and had been hired as a software engineer at a small start-up right out of school. Indian sex “Sorry, you caught me, didn’t mean to offend,” I said. “Use that tongue on my clit, please, please, lick my clit, I need it, I need it! It was my turn to moan, as pleasure washed through my body, coming in waves from the way she worked my cock through my pants. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face to hers and drove her tongue into my mouth, dropping her other hand to give my raging hard-on a quick rub through my pants and a teasing squeeze. I looked at the spot on the opposite side of the table from me where someone had stolen the matching chair. They gossiped and argued about boys, music and which classmate was most likely to end up stripping. I pushed my hand lower and eased two fingers into her sopping pussy, working her clit with my thumb.
