After talking for a while about her studies I put my hands on her body. She came closer and tried to rest her head on my shoulder. I told her I could ...hug or kiss her only when she studies nicely. In reply she said she would make extra effort to her studies. She was more interested for a kiss, a tongue kiss. She took out her tongue and wanted me to join mine, I did that pretending I was bit skeptical. I took out her pull over and tshirt. Now she was in bra with tiny boobs. I kissed from outside. Molto spesso la chiamavano quasi per per scherzo, quasi fosse un fenomeno da baraccone, piu intrigati dal fatto che fosse una bella ragazza che altro.Lei lo sapeva, ma non ci badava, anzi la soddisfazione era anche maggiore quando alla fine della partita venivano tutti a stringerle la mano e farle i complimenti.Non che smettessero di guardarle il sedere in campo, sia chiaro, ma capivano chi comandava.Le piaceva quel controllo, quel rispetto.Sicuramente dall'esterno doveva essere buffo vedere. After all, I’ll give up my control over them, outside here. If you don’t give me my story, they’ll keep holding you for all eternity. So, what do you say?”She didn’t seem to have a choice, so she turned a decisive look and looked at Qamar. “Fine, come closer. Have your last kiss with me, so I can transfer to you the whole story,” she said. Qamar got close. She put her face forth.“But no dirty tricks. See, I still have control over them,” Qamar said, as he locked his lips with hers. Four lips. ” I said, “How do y’all treat it right, Uncle Abe?”He said, “Well, before you go puttin’ yer pecker inside a lady’s pussy like that, she likes y’all to kinda fondle it a little, you know, real gentle like. That kinda gets her in the mood for you to poke yer pecker in there and start sawin’ on it.” He paused, like he was makin’ sure I was payin’ attention, and he leaned in a little and said, “But the best way to treat a lady’s pussy right is to get up close and personal with it, give it a little.