?Haan to us din beti ki gaand apni jabaan laga kar caatne k baad amar ka man uski kamsin gulaabi gaand maarne ka karne laga halaki abhi uski beti maha... 15th saal ki thi aur uski choot bhi tel laga kar maarne waali thi par amar to gaand ka rasiya thaAmar== beti ab tu katori ka tel mere lund par laga deReema== ji papaAur fir reema papa k lund par tel lagaane lagi us bechaari ko kya pata tha ki abhi itne pyaar se jis lund par tel laga rahi hai wo lund nahi kisi kasaayi ki churi thi jo kuch der. Kinda like Velma from Scooby Doo, in that she seemed to know the ins and outs of everything. She would often be hidden behind her desk, and when she was roaming the office she dressed quite plain. I didn't want to unmatch, it would make the last week a bit awkward if we ran in to eachother, so I planned on just ignoring it. She had other ideas, and soon enough my inbox pinged. We exchanged a few pretty plain messages, I didn't try to keep the conversation going but she always had a way of. I tried hard to stop myself moaning and sighing, while rubbing a little harder at the thought of a complete stranger being so near and not having a clue as to what was going on right next to her.How wrong I was! There was no sound of peeing, but after a short while I heard a gently moan from the nearby girl. I could hardly believe my ears – she was doing exactly the same as me! She tapped on the wall between us as if to let me know that she knew, and I tapped back. We both sighed a little. He was using both his hands to massage and stroke my dick. I moved my little finger and purposely brushed it against his pants. It felt hard. I pressed more. He pushed himself against my finger more. I wasn’t thinking. I was acting on instinct.I turned my hand and started feeling for his pants. I found his pant zip and pulled it down. His stroking started getting faster. I felt something warm meet my hands. He used his left hand and pulled out his dick. I grasped his 6-inch thick dick and.