" Good and why are you wearing your skirt like that?" Uhh? Like what?"Instead of answering, she stepped towards him, and began to twist theskirt aroun...d his waist. "Didn't you notice the safety pin? It's supposedto be at the front and the zipper at your side. There, that's better, nowsit down and put on your socks."He almost protested, before deciding it was quite okay to not know theproper way to wear a skirt. Taking the white socks, he found them quitethin, like dress socks. Pulling them up,. Kyuki bas tumhi usey excite kar sakhti ho .Main ney kaha thik hey aaj hi mai try karti hu. Aatul kaha kya try karogi uskey samney nagii jaoogi, uska dick chosogi..? Usey seduce karney ki try karogi?? Iskey koi faida nahi hoga… Toh mai kya karu kaisey main usey thik karugii..Merey pass idea hey lekin risky hay, agar woh thik ho bhi gaya tobhi sayad woh tumsey sayad pyaar karna chordey..Kya hai idea agar 10% vi chance hai toh wo mai karungi chahey baadmey jo ho..Aatul ney kaha toh thik hai. In a very strange way I enjoyed our time together. When we parted ways that frigid morning back in December, you were all I could think of. I sat there in the hot cabin of my truck, the snow heavy and drifting right at my windscreen, trying to make my mind up about your ethnicity. Mexican? Maybe. Puerto Rican? Perhaps. I snatched my copy of your insurance form which was laying on the passenger seat and read your handwriting, Tashauna Galilahi. ‘At least I know her name..’ Even though I had no. We are kissing each other and looking into each others eyes. I feel your hand slip down and hoist the fabric of my skirt up, exposing my naked pussy to the world. My legs are still wide apart and you have loads of space to slide your fingers inside me and play them between my warm, slick pussy and tight ass. You can feel my aching clit, and flick it gently with your thumb. When you feel that I can take much more, you pull me up so I am on my knees, one of your hands is tangled in my hair,.