Pulled it down till knees and the pussy looked like some ripe fruit with little leaves on top. She managed to take the panty out completely. This girl...s I tell you, knows how to undress fast. I was looking at it, admiring it for don’t know how long. One of a kind, no hair whatsoever on that valuable area, heavily swollen and mounted, a bit moist on the downside. I was dumbstruck. Sachu couldn’t hold anymore. She with her fingers spread her pussy lips slowly and the pink interior with a long. I knew I was drunk of course. Holly looked as bad. We got a cab and went back to her house. It didn’t all go as planned. We got home all right, and even got to bed without waking Auntie Sarah up. But we didn’t sleep too well. Now we were both in the lounge, naked below our waists, facing the wall, our hands on our heads, waiting for Auntie Sarah to come back into the room. We didn’t need to be sober to know what was going to happen when she got here. . “What? We know the ground rules! A bit of teasing isn’t out of line at this point. Besides, if you’re going to be my best girlfriend, you’ll hear a lot more than that!”“Wingman, Doc! Wingman!”“Girlfriend, wingman, same thing,” she laughed. “You get to hear about cramps, and leaky pads, and PMS, and what I think about guys, why I don’t like the taste of semen, how bad or good he was, how hairy he was, all that stuff! Best girlfriend!”“That is NOT what I signed up for!” I protested.“Oh yes it is!. I watched a bit of television – riots on the news. They weren’t far from my office. Must have started up just after I left for home. You don’t expect that sort of thing outside of London but there was a group of men protesting the sponsorship regulations and a group of policewomen tried to stop them getting through to the local branch of DOSA.Turns out placards aren’t much of a match for riot shields and tear gas. There was someone that looked a lot like Harry in one of the shots. He was.