At a tit bar, in a sexy atmosphere, I was having my breasts groped when I suddenly felt I recognized the person. I abruptly remembered her face—could it really be my classmate!? When I said I wanted to keep it a secret from our friends, I shyly asked if she'd let me do something naughty. She replied, "Just a little," and quickly allowed me to go further. As I thrust into her right there, she became surprisingly eager, pushing things even further. Our passion rising, our intimate connection deepened beyond control.