“Imagine it’s me you’re banging, Lee, it’s my wet pussy you’re fucking. I’m squeezing you tight and any second now I’m gonna milk you dr...y. You’ve wanted to do this to me for ages, you dirty sod." I can’t take much more, I’m gonna shoot, but in the nick of time she gives my head an expert squeeze for twenty seconds, then cradles my balls in one hand then gently starts jacking me with the other. She then spits on my tool for a little lubricaton. God, she feels good, raising the tempo slowly, the. Ummm ufff aur jor se dabao. Mene apna shirt remove kar diya uske top ki chain neeche kar li aur uske pith ko kiss karne lag gaya. Bahot hi mulayam pith thi uski. Fir uska top remove kar diya. Usne bra nahi pehni thi. Usske do bade boobs ab mere saamne the. Me unpe toot pada. Jaise aam ko chooste hai waise me unhe choosna start kar diya. Uske nipples tight ho gaye the. Unko dhhere se kat raha tha me chooste hue. Wo machal rahi thi aur mera sir jor jor se daba rahi thi. Me paglo ki tarah use. I was wearing a skirt, not too short, but above the knees anyway. It was light blue with pleats and made of some plastic stuff that was supposed to be like silk. It was soft and nice anyway. A yellow blouse, thin cotton and short sleeved with little white buttons, nothing special. Some knee high white socks and my black Ponies, leather shoes with half inch heels that I mostly wore to church. They had little silver buckles and they were comfortable, but I mostly wore my pink Skechers to. Then he remembered. "You mean wrestling?" He asked."Yeah. Haha." Cassie laughed. The twins use to watch pro wrestling entertainment programs with their dad when they were younger and would to act out the sport, and the over-the-top personas that came with it. They would often tussle to settle disputes, never hurting eachother, just in good fun. They both recalled the memories of their childhood. After a few moments Cassie looked Brad in the eye and without words, raised an eyebrow and gave him.