Wo utti aur haath dhone ke baad bilkul bhuke bhache ki tarah bhel par thut padi uss waqt mujhe uss par bohot daya aayi aur laga ki kaise kisi gair lan...dd ke chhakar me issne apni zindigi ka ye haal kar liya. Sudha ne mujhse bhi bhel khaane ko kaha par maine kaha main khana kha chukka hoon par wo nahi maani aur jabardasti mujhe apne haath se khilaane lagi, mujhe uski iss harkat se bohot khusi hui aur bohot apna pan laga aur maine ek do baar uske haath se bhel khane ke baad wahan se alag hoo gaya. " Kyle nearly jumped out of his seat, as his heart seemingly rose into his throat. Did Ernest just call him baby? It was at this moment that Kyle realized something. He was wearing a pink sweater. He hadn't even thought of looking before, but there it was, a pink sweater. His hands were suddenly clammy. His hands. They seemed somehow wrong, and the nails had a light pink nail polish painted on them. "What the hell?" Thought Kyle. He then felt air rushing around him as he noticed that. “Well?” I asked, cocking an eyebrow. She grinned sadistically and reached up, grabbing the hem of her shorts. Eve screamed again, though the only reaction she got was our laughter. Brook pulled the skintight shorts down along with the panties, exposing Eve’s tight little ass. I tightly held onto the back of her knees with one arm and crept the other up her thighs and pointed at a cheek that was a little rosier than the other. “You’ve seen what I do right?” Brook nodded eagerly as. The next night she got ready for our jog we went on the porch to put our shoes on and she looks under my shirt to make sure that I had shorts on, but as she went into the house to get our bottle of water I took off my shorts again. This time we were about a quarter mile into our jog when I took my shirt off. She started laughing we finished our mile jog with me naked again. I knew the next night she was going to wait until we were ready to go, and check to see if I was wearing my shorts. So why.