“I can’t reach.”“Why are you apologising?” Jason asked her softly. He was acutely aware of her small hand still gripping his shaft.“If I�...�m not doing it right.” Emma said, looking away. “If it doesn’t feel good.”“Em.” Jason said seriously, placing a hand under her chin and tilting her head back up to look at him. “It feels amazing. You are amazing.”Emma looked at him intently for a moment then gave him a shy and happy smile. She lightly kissed him on the lips before starting to wriggle her way. .....................................................................................This is a story about me and my best friend.I tried once when we in high school when we were drinking at my sister's house but he didn't like the advises so i stopped..... A long time had passed we got older, didn't see much of each other, over time but some times our paths crossed...We would talk about old times and what we were up to.. One time he asked me if he could stay at my house because he did not have. He kisses your forehead as he holds you in a firm hug. No words are need. It is all understood. His hands are caressing you now. On your back, your shoulders, your ass, your thighs. His touch is so good. You too touch him, feeling this man. Your lover, your love. The urgency to feel his lips has become so strong. You lift your face to his. His eyes are open and so filled with desire, love, warmth for you. You kiss him. You kiss him deeply. Truly a soul kiss, melted with desires. His tongue. Shanvi ne darwaza khola.Woh red top aur black mini-skirt pehne hui thi.Usne darwaza kholte hue bola mummy toh ghar pe nahi hai,meine kaha kyu mein tumse milne nahi aa sakta hoon kya,Shanvi ne mujhe halki si smile di.Iske baad humlog dono uske soofe par baith kar baate kar rahe the,mein toh bus usko niharta jaa raha tha.Uske naram mulayam hooth,uski gori-gori jhaagh,uski patli kamar,uski kamsin jawaani,uske cikne gaal aur uski santare ki tarah boobs,man toh kar raha tha ki usi time patak ke chod.