Fir maine apni jeebh uske hole mein daalni shuru ki. Wo uchli, aur mera sir peeche ki taraf kiya. Fir wo boli-Shruti: Ruk jao abhi.Par main rukne wala... nahi tha. Maine uske hath peeche kiye, aur fir jeebh andar daal di. Aur main apni jeebh andar-baahar karne laga. Wo sir utha kar mujhe dekhne lagi, aur boli-Shruti: Tum bilkul pagal ho.Uska maza tez ho gaya tha, aur ab wo chatwane ke liye taiyaar thi. Wo uchalne lagi aur mujhe dabane lagi. Fir usko garmi mehsoos hone lagi, aur mera lund jo uske. My purring increases in intensity.It must have affected you, too. You lay your penis in my crack and pull my cheeks toward the center and beside your shaft as you slowly shift forward then backward. Your penis slides between the cheeks of my ass. I am getting moist.The fingers are once again on my back, lightly tracing circles and lines on my tingling skin. With no sense of direction or rhythm they draw hieroglyphics of love. Sometimes light, sometimes firm, they dip down to brush the sides of. They were getting closer to her. Maybe they knew she was in the closet. Maybe they knew and were just trying to fool her. Finally, one spoke up, "let's get out of here." We can't...We just need to wait." What seemed to be hours for Maci was really only half an hour. The closet was getting stuffy and sweat beads were rolling down her face. Second by second her anxiety was rising. She figured she could open the door quietly and then sneak out and head for the door in the darkness of her house.. That made me remember once when I was at their house changing, Sana had just entered the room to give me tea. I was bare at the top and she had seen my chest briefly kept the tea and gone. Now I realized that she had seen my broad hairy chest.Not that I am too hairy like a bear. But I have good hairs on my chest covering both my nipples. A small line of dark hairs going till my navel. I have the habit of trimming and shaving the hairs so that it’s like a v in my torso. And then I compared.