‘Yea.’ I replied. The years past and Bailey and I became best friends about a day after I moved there, but in high school I started to like her. B...y like I mean I wanted to hold her and kiss her, and in my pervy teenage mind I wanted to fuck her. When I turned eighteen she slept over at my house, since we’d been best friends since I was ten so they didn’t mind. She was about two months older than me so she was already eighteen. When Bailey came over to my house she was already in pajamas. Maybe. She took a quick inventory. Besides the work-style clothes on her body, she had only one other bra, and that was was cut at the points of each cup, no panties, one pair of jeans, now cut very short, and one shirt with the sleeves cut off. She wandered into the living room in a daze. What had happened to her clothes? She sank onto the couch and started to cry. She had loved her clothes, and now they were all gone. Tears welled in her eyes and fell onto her cheeks. She was about to cry out in. "Well, my family goes up to a camp every July." Cool." Her smile flashed big rows of pearly white teeth. "Looks like you did some working out while you were up there. You're looking good, Ben." Uh, thanks."She giggled and then shifted her car into gear. "I'll see you around." And then she drove up another few houses before opening the garage and turning left into it. I put her out of mind and instead hurried down to Keira McNeil's door.Now perhaps if I hadn't been so eager to see Keira again, I. .Baat karta karte mera khada ho gya or unhone dekh liyaFir unne direct puch liya yeh kya hai m chup ho gya tha..Vo apne hath se mera lund meri jeans k upper se sehlane lagi m ek dum madosh ho gya tha fir hum logne ki 10min ka french kiss.. Uske baad mai unki saadi utarne laga usno sirf bre or panty m leke aagya kya batu yaaro kya lag rhi thi m unki boob ko press kar rha tha or vo apne hath se mera lunh hila rhi thi unko mera kapre apne hathse utar diya maine unki bra,panty be utar di unko nanga.