Par aaj hm dono chup thai mne hemmat kr k muskan se pucha k agar m tumhe pasand nahi hu to koi baat nahi hm frnds he rahege…fir wo 1 dam se boli k n...ahi mujhe tum bahut ache lagte ho par m bhi bol nahi payi…. Fir mne usse I lve u bolo or usne khush ho kr lve u too kaha or mere gale lag gayi….Fir hmne thodi baate ki etne mai mera dost apni gf k sath room se bahar aa gaya or fir muskan apni frnd k sath chali gayi….Raat ko muskan ko phone aaya or boli k mujhe nind nahi aa rhi esliye tumhe cal kr. I asked him to lay on his back. He did as asked and I climbed on top of him just enough to align my mouth with his hard cock. His cock was throbbing hard and at full attention it stood somewhere around 8 ½ - 9 inches. I only could think “How the hell am I going to get this is my mouth.” I began to stroke his long dick with my hand, and moving closer and closer with my lips. I licked around his tip in a circular motion as if I was licking a dark chocolate ice-cream cone. It was amazingly hard. She had apparently been a star field hockey player at one point but had given up competitive sports when she got to college, choosing instead to spend her time hanging out with friends, drinking, smoking weed, but also performing extremely well in all her classes. I still vividly remember the first time we hooked up. At a frat party, armed with the confidence that comes with slight intoxication, I somehow managed to strike up a conversation and make her laugh again and again.After a while, she. In videos, George enjoyed very much seeing a girl’s fine hand press against the crotch of her partner’s panties, making a patch of damp appear. But the sight of an boy’s erection being caressed through the nubby white cloth was new and fascinating. Was it the jet lag? It could mess with one’s mind, George thought. Or the prospect of being without his girlfriend Jennifer for two months? Or the wine? Or did he just feel somehow liberated by being in a new place? Something was making him feel.