F. ya just friend mai ho Jalandhar ki ladki ho use cahta hu. Ghar par mere mai aur mere parents hai, story par aata hu jyada bore na krte hue aapko.Ba...at isi month july ki hai kuch log jante honge k july mai Mata Chintapurni Ji k mele lagte hai, mai aur mere ek friend ne vaha jaane ka plan bnaya, july mai rain bhi kaafi hoti hai Himachal mai hum subah 8 baje ghar se nikal pade on bike voh apni bike par tha and mai apni. Raste mai weather kaafi acha tha and hum log kaafi enjoy krte hue ja rahe. But Randi met her at the door wearing a bikini. It was red, of course, and very stylish, wispy, almost non-existent, in fact, revealing most of her spectacular body, which Laura had craved it seemed forever.She wasn't deep black like Charise or Cecilia but instead a rich, creamy dark brown like expensive chocolate, her skin glossy and smooth, and Laura could not take her eyes off it as Randi took her around the house. It was a large, expensively-furnished house. Laura found it hard not to look. If a girl could claim him, Paul's status would belong to her by association. Paul's introspective manner, however, put the girls off. After the initial foray, the girls would give up their quest. As they expected Paul to reciprocate in flattery, he would respond on an intellectual plane. It was confusing. For the bikini girls, this was too high a price to pay to be on the arm of a former sports star for a summer.There were times in his secret haven in the pines that Paul would dream about these. " respondedSheila, reaching for his panty covered cock. "And I have never toldanyone that you like it when I am holding your cock in my mouth and runa finger up into your asshole, unless you have told your buddies?" Shefelt his cock twitch in her hand at the mention of the anal play thathe enjoyed."Uh, no. I have never mentioned that to anyone." moaned Kerry, asSheila, who had slid the lace teddy aside, began to rub the leakingprecum against the satin covering the head of his cock."Honey, I am.