So I was aware of her long hair and longer legs, but not much else. But that day it was too hot, and I was sitting two seats behind her and one row ov...er in Honors English, and I became fully aware that Missy – my Missy, my buddy who happened to be a girl but I never thought about it back then – yeah, she was wearing a bra. Now, even a fourteen year old boy like me didn’t need too much time to figure it out, you know, my fascination was exactly why she usually wore her coat all day long. She. "Oh God yes............. lick my cunt............deeper.......harder". My mom was by now enjoying this session and she was starting to tense up ready to cum. My tongue moved deeper and faster. My hands pulling her to me. She was humping my face with all her strength until she tensed and screamed " Uggggghhhhhhhhhhh... yes baby... sink your tongue right into your mom... YES YES YES... oh godddddddddddddddd." With one last buck of her hips my mom came over my face. Her cunt juices flowed over my. Tab muje raat baar nind nayi usi ladki ke bare me sochtaa rayagayaa. Next day mai ne soch liya ke us ladki ko chod ke rahungaaaa Next phir apni two wheeler ghar phar rak kar phir bus stop phar bus ke tahar gaya wait kar raha tha us young ladki ke liye 30 minutes wait karne ke baad us ladki pooja haath me bag lekar pink colour salwar aur kameez me ayi aur mujke taraf dekh kar smile diya maine socha ki ab meri lund kko time aaagayi chod ne kaaaa maine aur us lakdki ne bus chadaa phir yesterday ke. When she saw him looking away, she covered herself and allowed herself to blush, but she wanted to try what Janelle had told her. Once or twice, Bob looked, then realized what was happening and looked down, embarrassed. But Pinkie had hope; hope that at least he was looking at her, and hope that she could help his depression. Everything Janelle had said seemed to be true. Pinkie had told her folks that the practice would be long, and that she would get a ride home with a friend. That much, she.