Fir wo bhi control nahi kar saki, aur ghoom kar mujhe hontho par kiss karne lagi. Unhone gas band ki, aur mujhe seedha unke bedroom mein kheench kar l...e gayi.Abhi bhi power nahi aayi thi, aur us room mein poora andhera tha. Khidkiya sab band thi. Fir wo mujhe bed pe bitha kar baahar darwaza close karne chali gayi. Fir wo jaise hi wapas aayi, to hum ek-doosre ko kiss karne lag gaye.Main apna hath unke doodh pe rakh kar dabane laga, aur wo apna hath mere sir aur peeth pe ghumane lagi. Andar bahut. 'Aida' is the only one I've heard of." We'll just get a Penguin or somesuch on opera." Right. Anyway, I've been reading more on ravens. I was looking at the Panchatantra and..." India?" Yes, India. I was reading it and while there are many 'crow' stories, there don't seem to be any 'raven' stories." Maybe the ancient Indians ... Hindus? ... didn't know that they were different." Possible. I don't know anyone who knows Sanskrit, though." Ask one of the Indian students." Good idea. Anyway, it. "Like our new gear" Katie asked. They looked stunning. Again bare legged, short denim skirts and tight T-shirts, revealing that they were braless, the T-shirts bearing the logo "WE ARE OLD ENOUGH TO FCUK" ! "Very nice but a bit provocative ! You're Mam wont like it" I said laughing."We didn't buy it for Mam Sparky" Claire replied as she took a sip of her drink. I could feel my cock hardening. I had to resist but knew it would be difficult. I thought back to us fucking earlier and it made me. “Now, Jim, get on your stomach between my legs. Get your face right up there and take a close look at my pussy. You need to know where all the parts are and how they work sexually. Trust me, this is really important.”Jim eagerly obeyed, and a moment later, he was planted between Debbie’s legs with his face just inches from her pubis. Fucking was forgotten for the moment. This was his first look at a real live pussy. He could see it all clearly through what was left of her light blond pubic.