“Hold my hands, and start riding me,” A said, raising and taking his hands towards her.Kareema held his hands, each in hers and started riding him.... Their fingers were crossing each other. She felt that he was holding her hands soft enough for her not to Get hurt but hard enough for her to be unable to run away.Anyway, she didn’t wanna run. She wanted to ride.“Oh yeah, your dick feels so good inside of me,” she moaned as she jumped up and down.“Come closer and feel her, boys,” A said as B and C. Suddenly his fingers left my slippery arse hole, I swear it felt like it was gaping open, then before I could move I felt something bigger than his fingers rubbing against me. I started to panic, as he started pushing forward,holding my hips so I couldn’t escape, then I felt my hole slowly start to open up for him,and with a little stinging the head of his cock popped into me. I would be lying if I said it didn’t hurt as it slid into me, but he stopped moving forward so I could get used to. Ye meri dusri story hai….meri age 22 year hai and main zym me couch hoon…. meri hight 5:10 hai and v shape budy hai ( koi bhi ladki ya bhabhi chudwana chahe to mail me just )ye meri dusri kahani hai…..N trust me ye bhi ek sachchi kahin haiAaj se karib 3 saal phle ki hai…. jab main College me padhta tha…. Tab main yahoo per bahut jyada chat karta tha to vahan se ek ldki meri friend bani uska naam sonia tha… bandi ek dum fadu thi…. ladko ki what lga deti thi chat per hi….but naa jane kyun use. Maybe it was the fact he was a couple years older or maybe it was because he was on the football team or maybe it was because he was built like a tank. He had a sweet side to him but would change his mood in a few seconds and become easily enraged only later apologizing with a promise to never do it again. We had only dated for a couple of months but I had already decided that his next blow up would be his last with me.There was a large house party one Saturday evening and we showed up.