Mai living room me thi or wo doosre room me kapde pehenne gya tha. mujhse control ni hua usko dekh kr. Maine apni shirt pr paani gira lia or uske room... me chali gayi. usne towel utaar rakhi thi or uska Lund dekh kr mere muuh me paani aa gya. Mujhe dekh kr uska lund khada hone laga or usne jaldi se towel lapet lia. phirMe: Tarun yr meri shirt bheeg gayi h mujhe thand lag jayegi.Tarun: koi ni tum ye shirt utar kr meri tshirt pehen lo.Mai bohot naughty mood me thi islie maine wahin pr apni shirt. As Will masturbated to his fantasy, the steam of the shower began to fill the bathroom. Hot water began to flow down his slender yet muscular body, his wiry black hair now flat from water. He moaned silently once more. His right hand now feverishly jerking his five and a half inch boy cock, with his left hand massaging his left nipple slowly yet roughly. As Will enjoyed his private time, he remained ignorant to the three females quietly walking into his bathroom, and sitting on the bath rug. I told her that there is a certain someone who loves her very dearly and if she accepts his proposal, she’ll be proud of herself for taking this decision. She was reluctant, didn’t even want to know the name of the person. She kept quiet that day while I dropped her at her home. Didn’t receive my calls or messages, posted sad comments on “orkut” (we didn’t know anything about facebook then). I knew she was online but she didn’t respond at all to whatever means I used to contact her. She stopped. Finding it, he began to lick it slowly at first making her squirm. Then he started going faster till gods help her she screamed in orgasmic bliss. Wave after wave of orgasms washed over her, making her legs tremble till they gave out beneath her. Her arms pulled almost from the sockets as she collapsed, his evil laughter ringing in her ears as her shame was realized. She loved what was being done and knew it was wrong to! But she discovered she didn’t care. She decided she would remain as long.