. aaiingghiieeee!" Chanitra cried out, her body shaking as a strong orgasm gripped her.Still stunned by her climax, she didn't resist as Laura unfaste...ned her halter and rolled her onto her back. Laura scooped up both of Chanitra's hard, small breasts, in her hands, sucking the girl's large, bulbous nipples sharply, passionately, while dropping her hand to the girl's crotch and rubbing her clit again. In only seconds Chanitra came again, whimpering, then moaning as a long, sinuous climax. “Aah, sir aahista, lag raha hai.” “maza aa raha hai?”“jaldi kariye na jo bhi karna hai.” “Hai meri jaan, bol kya karoon ?”“Daaliye na. Kuch kariye na.” “raani, bol kya karoon.” Kahte hue maine lund ko thoda aur ghusaya.“Apna yeh daal dijiye. ” “Bol na, kaha daloon meri jaan, kya daloon.”“Aap hi boliye na sahabji, aap acchaa bolte hain.” “Acchha, yeh mera lund teri chikni aur pyari bur mein ghus gaya. Aur ab ye tujhe chodega.” “Chodiye na, sahabji.” Uske muh se sun kar to lund aur bhi mast ho. Then he remembered he didn’t have his wallet with him and blushed. ‘Ah…that is if you’ll loan me the money, Nancy. I…I forgot my wallet this morning when the police had me get dressed.’ ‘Just so you pay me back,’ she chuckled. They left the hospital, piled into Nancy’s car, and headed downtown for one of the popular pizza houses. While they ate they talked about Trish, and how great it was that she was recovering, and about what might happen to Buddy Marks when he was caught. They were almost. The boys had all put shorts on but I sat there still nude, cum dripping from my face and oozing from my cunt. They had started hitting the bong again and one of them offered me a hit. I took the bong but Billy said “wipe the cum off your face first you little slut.” The name calling didn’t bother me. I was actually quite proud that they considered me a slut. They were always talking about the girls they liked and calling them slut, whore, bitch or some other name. I felt like a grown up. So I.