“Honey, it’s all yours to manipulate any way your mind fantasies and your hands are free to roam over every inch of my flesh with no restrictions ...of any kind”. I Love you so, and will add you to memory to recall; when I’m away from your breath taking gorgeous body.“Sexy, with us both naked this is the perfect time naked to give each other a very intimate massage.” With an invitation as such my hand begins to massage your inner thighs so softly. Running my warm and dry palms from the lips of. Hahaha. No way.I tried to act so cool. But surely it came out wrong.Her: Is it because I couldn’t give you my number?Me: Yeah… I felt a little embarrassed after that. I am sorry for that.Her: Ayyooo. No need for the sorry. You are my friend. There is no need for a sorry between friends. Right?I was happy hearing that obviously.Me: So can I have your number now?Her: For what?Me: So that I can message you anytime I want. I am pretty bored at home and work.Her: Hahaha.Me: I will also remind you. The stories we used to tell at break times were outrageously filthy! One day our big Indian friend, Sanjay surprised us all when he produced a skimpy pair of women's knickers from his jacket, 'courtesy of my aunt Sinnita' He said. Young guys that we were we all took the chance to sniff these skimpy little knickers.We used to walk in the same direction home, 'Would you like to come visit my Aunty,it turns out she was just 12yrs older than Sanjay, my mother is away, and she's looking after the. I'm sure he must have felt me touching his thing with my foot, but he didn't say or did anything that would show it to me. He switched to the channel the movie would be on and then turned his attention to me again."So, how are you doing?" he asked."I'm fine," I said."Still in contact with Illiana?" Sure," I said. "But she is busy with school and has new friends of course. On the Friday, they go to a local disco, so that's why I was feeling a bit lonely today."He took my feet in his hands and.
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