Thank u Karan was all she could say before she blushed and ran away. And all I could see was her t shirt over huge boobs thru which slight glimpse of ...her black bra was present and her t-shirt just ending above her waist that slight of her milky waist was visible.Her tight jeans thru which her ass was making an impression was damn sexy. I don’t know what I thought but I instantly got a hard on which really was not sunsiding that easily. Since it was off for the day I rushed to ma flat and took. When word started filtering down to the troops about how we had suffered a terrible defeat during the TET offensive, I could see guys scratching their heads trying to figure out where that “battle” had taken place. I suspect it was in some boozed up writer’s head sitting in Tokyo or Hong Kong a nice safe distance from the battlefield.I could just picture the reaction in Britain, if the media had portrayed the “Battle of the Bulge” as the turning point of WWII. The “victorious German Wehrmacht. "I don't follow you. Why?" Emma asked, making sure she got the entire pillow as wet as possible with her cunt juice."She probably has a crush on you," Jasmine planted a seed for the future then added, "and she hates your school, of course."Emma was surprised once again as the mother dropped her robe, revealing her all-black lingerie, commando style.Jasmine climbed onto the bed, pushed the teen onto her back and straddled her face.Emma's eyes went wide as she stared at a wet pussy and its subtle. Mom came home for dinner. It seemed we got away with this one. We wouldn't risk it again.The next morning over cereal at the kitchen counter Sara looked at me."Can I ask you a personal question?" Sure, I guess." What's it like? Um..." What like?" Sex with Nina. You know, no commitment? Is it just as fun?" Sure it's fun. You don't have fun having sex?" Well yes, but I've always felt the need to be wanted, to have a guy commit to me. You guys just, fuck, for fun?" Honestly, you're a lot more.