Mujhse ab raha nahi gaya. Maine apna payjama aur underwear nikalkar phenk diya. Wo mere khada lund dekhkar boli- puneet ye lund meri chut main kaise j...ayega, maine to aajtak isme ek finger bhi nahi daali. Main bola-meri jaan dekhti jao tumhara diwana kya karta hai. Main uski bra ka hook kholne laga to wo mujhse chipat gayee. Maine uski bra ka hook khool diya aur uski peeth ko sahlane laga. Mere lund baar baar jor maar raha tha aur uski jaangho par touch ho raha tha. Aaaaaaaaaahhhh ek alag maza. There were two bends in Turkey Creek where it went by our town. One was an accepted swimming hole, with a rope swing, and a little broken down dock you could jump off of. The water there was probably eight or nine feet deep and that’s where most of the kids went to play and swim if they didn’t go to the city pool. It cost fifty cents to go to the city pool, which sometimes made the difference.The other bend was flanked on one side by dense woods, and the other by old Mr. Jenkins’ hay field. It. Bugger it forget this shit and get down to business but she got there before me. Darlene was tugging at my jeans as I kicked off my joggers and we were both ready for business. I wanted to try out what Odette had done with the feeling bit again but Darlene said not enough time. Exploring each other with our mouths one exhilarating rush after another bound us together especially the way she went down me some times like a vacuum cleaner and then with the gentle touch of a butterfly would bring. Monica was in heaven staring at Kimberly's naked bald pussy and her big exposed breasts. However the black beauty knew what part of the girl she could not wait to check out."Turn around," she ordered."What?" Kimberly asked."Turn around, I want to look at that big ass of yours."Kimberly turned around facing the front of the stall while turning her huge 40-inch ass back to Monica's face."Wow what an ass! You have a beautiful butt. Kimberly, bend over." Kim leaned forward the best she could,.