Mene kha haa pta hai mujhe tu. Hare dost karan ne btaya mujhe. Achaa wese ek baat puchu tum mere lund ko itne gour se kyu dekh rhe they usne mujhe puc...ha. Mene kha nhe me bs khuch nhe. Arrey btaao na mene dekha tha tum mere lund ko dekh rhe they wo mere pass aakr bola me smjh gya ab ki ye saala loundeybaaz hai or ab meri gaand jrur lega to ab shrmane ka koi fayda nhe hai. Mene kha ki me bus lund dekh rha tha bhut bda or mota hai lund tumhara. Ye sunte hi woh khush ho gya or towel dobara nikaal. They are mean wicked players, Bren, so you're going to have to bring your "A" game if we are going to win even once against them." You are the meanest wickedest volleyball player I've ever seen on the court, Greta," Brenda replied, "if those two are that good I'll be embarrassed just being in the sand with them." Besides Sam, who do you think taught me to play?" Greta asked her best friend and continued with, "It was like a clinic every day. You know college recruiters were looking at them. ...." she slowly slides down my body kissing her way to my cock. Kissing all around then sucking all my cock in her hot mouth she looks up at me and lets me grow in her mouth, then sucks hard but slow up and down the full lenght of me as I get harder as her throat closes around me....... It didn't take long my hard cock poped outa her mouth, and she bent over showing me her perfect ass I grabbed each cheek and pushed them apart and run my tongue up and down her hole, I stopped as she moaned. For a moment I was awe to finally glimpse her snatch. She was perfectly smooth except for a very thin landing strip of jet-black hair. Her body was feline and graceful from head to toe, with small dark ruby nipples on sculpted tanned breasts, and unsurprisingly her pussy was just as immaculate. Her mysterious beauty was compelling and I was eager to taste her and she knew it. Leisurely she spread her legs wide and slid further down on the chaise so that her ass was on the edge of it. She wasn’t.