Is tarah main har raat bua ke kabhi kamar kabhi gand aur kabhi chuchey parapna haath rakhne laga .Mera confidence badhne laga. Main apni bua ko chodne... ka koi full proof plan banane laga.Mujhey pata tha ki bua ko paison ki kami hai. Aur main isye apna hathiyaar banana chahta tha. Mujhey bua ki isi kamjori ka fayda utthana tha. Main kai baar apne paise purse ke bahar hi nikar ke rakh deta. Jab bua ki najar un par padti to vo mujh se kahti ki hai itne sarey paise. Hum to garib hain hamari kismat. She asked, “Are you ready?” I stammered a quick, “yes” She leaned forward and kissed the tip of my cock just as the shutter snapped.Cory reached up to take the camera out of my hand and slid my shirt off. My mind was a blur as I let her lead me to the bed. The girl of my fantasies was pulling me down beside her and it felt natural to bend over and kiss her. Her reaction was immediate as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me tightly to her as her mouth opened to accept my exploring. Indeed, Susan had been a virgin until midway through her senior year in high school. In her central California community, that made her a very late bloomer.But bloom she did. College back east was a whole new world. Susan had been raised by her mother to know right from wrong, and she knew as well the critical importance of avoiding promiscuity and sexual license. She would never have allowed herself to be thought of as "easy," not even by the standards of today's supposed female sexual. If not then she,d next lift one of her marvellous mammaries to her lips and suck her own nipple switching from one titbto the other which helped get her going as well. If that Didn,t work then she,d finger her own fanny with her right hand while fondling a big boob with the other which certainly added more juices to her normally juice filled twat. And if my cock still showed no interest it was time for her lips and mouth to get to work. Of course our bodies sometimes let us down and there were.