I walked over to where she lay, her eyes unable to really see anything going on, and started at the top of her neck with one hand and very slowly drew... a line with my finger down the length of her spine, stopping just short of the tailbone. I could see her goosebumps already forming. I took the next hand and did the same motion. I kept this going for several more rounds until the last one I brushed the top lace of her panties and down a little into the valley between her butt. She adjusted. Ruma misti ekta hasi diye fridge theke ice cream ber korlo, tarpor dujone mile ice cream khelam. Ami thik bujhte parchilam na ki korbo ba ki bolbo, ruma-o dekhlam modhye modhye amar dike ar chokhe takiye ektu chot phot korche, kintu kono kotha bolche na. Erpor ruma computer-e gaan chalu korlo, tarpor kitchen theke nan ruti ar kosa mangsho ene amake khete dilo, songe cold drink. Ami ekbar bhablam ruma ke boli oi adult cd ta computer-e chalate, kintu lojja te boltei parlam na. Gann-r tale tale. “Nice.” Mike commented and started to work is own obvious bulge through his jeans. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t staring at Darin’s seven inch cock in hunger. I mean, as cocks go, it was pretty average, but just knowing that he was hard because of me was enough for me to forgive his shortcomings. I really wanted to get a closer look at that thing. “Darin you better not put that in my mouth.” I whimpered, even as I crawled forward a little. I probably wasn’t fooling anyone here, but I liked. .. had taken me in her mouth and sucked me off! I pulled my shorts over my loins in some futile attempt to cover myself.Looking up at Jean sitting in a chair, I stared at her for a few moments. From my position on the floor where I'd slumped in my gray out, I could see her nakedness in the soft, diffused afternoon light. She sat, unashamed, one foot on the seat of the chair, leaning forward. Mentally shaking my head to clear the fog, I said something bright like, "Uh... yes... talk. Sure. What.