As if she'd guessed that fact, she pulled up the robe to knee level. "Every sunrise says, day follows night." He started massaging her calves. They we...e very tense, but he could feel them relax as he touched them.She pulled the robe still higher."Keep our spirit, we will gain what we strive for." It was harder to keep his voice steady. Seeing her lovely thighs had been powerful enough, touching them was something stronger. His cock was beginning to rise. No. He could not do that. He could not. She is still feeling horny, and her panty is all wet.She is alone in the room, as Irfan has gone out to do some exercises. She locks the door and takes off her shorts and panty in one shot. She lies down on the bed, and, closing her eyes, she takes her hand down between her thighs. She still has Suraj all inside her head as she rubs her clit.“Mmm,” she moans hard as she shifts her finger from her clit to her love hole. She gently pushes a finger inside her cunt and uses another hand to grab her. " And you did a little?" I did a lot. Every night. All that I could. It was great!" You like cocaine, Sam?" Yesss. I love cocaine. Do you have any more for me?" I've got something even better if you want," Chrissie suggested."What do you have?" Well, cocaine will hit you even harder if you..." a long pause..."smoke it," she whispered."Crack?" Mmm-hmmm..." Chrissie replied. She paused for a minute and then asked,"would you like to try some crack?"Samantha lay there wondering what to. She was sorting out my armguards; a short set of straps that would go around my biceps and buckle into the safety harness. The idea was to keep your arms inside the car as it flipped mercilessly down the track in a hard crash, saving your limbs. She was also admiring the finishing touches I’d added to the helmet.“Where did you get the Howling Pack stickers for the helmet?”“Our athletic director was happy to donate them,” I said proudly.My helmet was white, with the same logos our football.