.mera lund mere pjaame ko faad kr baahr niklne ko betab thha. mene lun ko baahr nikala aur soni ki gand pr rgd diya. Soni ne lower daal rkhi thi… Me...ra lund usko mehsoos huya. woh thoda saa hil kr fir sau gyi.Mene fir honsla krke apne ek haath uske top mein daala…us ne bra pehn rkhi thi niche…bdi mushkil se uksi choochi dbaa paaya… M grm tha aur josh josh mein jor se usske boobs dbaane lgga… Woh jaag gyi aur boli k bhayia ye kya kr rhe o. m bhain hu aapki. Woh thode gusse mein thi. M sorry bola. At the base of the slit was a dribble of clear liquid. It had a salty, sexy taste to it. I drew it upwards with my tongue back to the top and spread it all around."Ohhhhh, that's good..." she whispered. Now my mouth was wet and open over the tight edges of her vagina, licking and dipping inside as I worked the whole area. My hands gripped her small butt cheeks as I took her into me. Her breathing got faster and faster. Her fists tightened, pulling at the sheets as something seemed to be. . you know, Kaiser -- the one you sold to Mother," she added by way of explanation."Yeah?" Greg prompted lasciviously. "You mean, you and Kaiser have a... a sexual relationship?" Exactly six beers in the space of an hour and a half made the student quite blunt, and a lot less nervous than he had been at the theater."Well, sort of," Jackie demurred, but she didn't blush. "It's only been since last night..."Through her alcohol-fogged haze, the eighteen-year-old didn't feel the secretive shame and. I wondered if she knew somehow I wasmasturbating to fantastic dreams of her every day.At last, the critical moment finally arrived, the onewhich changed our lives forever. Carla knew my workoutroutine, of course, and she picked a day when Mom wentto do the week’s shopping before joining me in thebasement.I stopped when I heard her coming down the stairs, myheart racing from remembering the last time. My heartpounding, my dick, long, hot and throbbing.“Carla? What is.