Phir jaldi jaldi sabne cake kata, wo log apne sath beer bhi laye the, mere bhai ne mujhse kaha ki main mummy papa ko is baare mein na batau, maine kah... ok, un sab ne beer pi, maine soft drink.Phir sab baate karne lage ki kaise wo sab college mein masti karte hain, girls ko chhedte hain, phir decide hua ek game khelte hain, ek bade se jar mein kuch chits banake daal di, jisne chit nikali, use parchi mein likha kaam karna hoga,Main bhi unke sath khelne lagi, sabse pehle mere bhai ravi ne parchi. A woman's ass had always seemed so, well...dirty. There was no bad smell here, and certainly no bad taste. Only soft skin, eager flesh, the feel of her quivering transmitted through her body into his. He quickly returned his attention to her pussy but replaced his tongue with a wriggling finger. She tensed, blocking his entrance when he had gotten in to the first knuckle, but then relaxed again as his lips thrummed over her clit. She relaxed, and his finger sank into her. He moved back. Arya pris la gourde et regarda a travers le goulot, l’odeur était très forte mais elle ne voulait pas casser la fausse image qu’elle avait donné a ses hommes, alors elle porta le goulot a sa bouche, et elle pris une grande gorgée de sangacier, puis elle sentit un feu grandir dans son ventre, sa tête se mit a tournée, c’était la première fois qu’elle buvait de l’alcool et le sangacier était extrêmement fort, lorsqu’elle s’apprêta a passer la gourde a son voisin, beker lui fit non de la tête et. “Shit no, I’m far too fragile, what the hell was I drinking that got me this bad?”“Before, or after those half dozen malt whiskies in that last pub?”I laughed. She groaned and held her head in both hands.“My God, no wonder I was pissed, I didn’t make a real arsehole of myself did I?“No, you were ok in the Pub, well mostly”, I added. “I almost carried you back here. Then I got your real arsehole in the camper after you started acting ‘slutty’. You told me to open some Prosecco, drank a huge.