She rarely spoke with emotion, keeping her speech almost monotone, and her conversations rarely held wasted words. In other words, Fran was tight, lik...e a spring getting ready to pop.That was largely why Abigail looked for opportunities to pull Fran away from work and steer her into casual conversation. When Fran let go, she seemed to relax and was a very pleasant person. Abigail considered it a small victory that Fran recommended the break this time. She decided to test the waters again."So,. I know how you broke up with your boyfriend.Nayana: Manu, don’t cross your limits. (She was in full anger, and tears were rolling out).Me: Manu, stop. You don’t know her history. It’s her choice if she wants to have sex with anyone of us. It’s her who is deciding, not us.Nayana sat on the bed was in her tears. I went consoled her and signaled Manu to say sorry.Manu: Sorry, babe, I didn’t mean to hurt you nor dig your history.Nayana: Because of my bastard boyfriend and his friends, I lost my. It felt nice to hold his manhood. I bent forward and unobtrusively took a sniff. He was clean and did not in the least smell unpleasant. I lifted Dave's cock up and lowered my lips over his helmet. Well, no turning back now. I remember that my legs felt like jelly, my stomach fluttered at the knowledge that I was doing something so taboo, so frowned upon in this community. Here I was with another guy's growing cock in my mouth. It was not dirty. It was not disgusting. It was fabulous. I love. She said, “Certainly, but my body isn’t all that lovely, not like Jean’s, but carry on if you want.”Kay was insatiable that day and wanted James to pleasure her again. James looked over at me as if to get my permission before diving in on her once again.I nodded, so he began by spreading her legs as wide as possible and then started with both hands using his thumbs to massage her wet swollen, puffy, pussy lips by placing one thumb on one lip and the other on her other. He gave her some slow.