” Didir kotha shune mami amake bollo, “haan Partho, tui eibare taratari amar meye ta ke bhalo kore rogre rogre chude de. Bechari bhison go...irom kheye geche aar amar meye tar guud choda khabar jonno khabi khachhee.”Ami takhon amar tatiye thaka banra ta amar hathe dhore didr oopore chore gelam aar didir guuder guuder mukhe amar banra ta lagiye dilam. Bnarta guuder dorja te bhiriye diye ami aste aste amar banra ta didir guuder chedar tar oopore aste aste ghorate laglam. Didi amar banra ta. I hadn't seen her in all those years. Memories rushed in that I'd pushed back into the recesses of my mind. Time was, I'd use it as my primo dildo. Not the head, mind you, my hole isn't that big! The feet, always feet first. Yes, both of them. Once started, I'd poke my fingers inside me and move the legs from side to side. I realized I'd absentmindedly spread my legs apart and discovered I was cupping my mons.Julie had her hand over her mouth, silently laughing at me. I actually felt myself. If he’d been asked at that moment to describe what it was like laying beneath a naked 21-year old coed, he wouldn’t have the words.What a woman she was, too! Wet dreams and genetic engineering put together would struggle to create such a superb example of womanhood.Karen had it made in terms of face, body, and personality; she was truly a dream. But if he took the love-goggles off, Paul had to admit that Marcy had it all over Karen in terms of sex appeal. Her face was just as beautiful and her. The small dimple, indent just above her dick, her flat tummy and the two lines, one on each side that ran down and pointed towards her cock. Her perfect breasts, like two oranges under her tight skin, her erect, light brown nipples pointing towards the ceiling. She moved to the bed and layed back against the pillows. I watched as she confidently opened her legs, showing me her cock as it hung softly over her balls. She reached out her hand and pulled me to her. I moved onto the bed, between her.