When he turned back to Shaylee, he saw an altogether different person. Gone was the young boy that he had considered a vulnerable target. Instead; a s...one cold killer, ready for a fight, stood before him.Like all bullies, the big man was a coward at heart. Filled with fear, he wet himself, for he knew that he didn't have a chance against this obvious pistoleer.Without a word, and holding his hands up in front of himself with palms outwards, he backed out of the store. His friend helped the. I wouldn't want to smell them, and I can't imagine why you would want to kiss them, but yes, you can if you like." This was it, the dream becoming real. My cock jerked violently when she said this, and she sounded so incredibly soft and understanding. Then she leant back and lifted her stockinged foot onto the table right in front of my face, slipping off her flip flop, and twiddling her silky brown nylon toes - she was right, it was a strong smell of sweat and leather and the perfume of the. Her tongue got faster and harder, I moaned a bit louder, then was at my climax. I squealed, quietly. Stella told me to sit up. She did the same. Her hairless pink pussy was exposed. She told me to get closer. Before I knew it, our pussies were touching. She rubbed hers up and I rubbed mine down. We were grinding pussies. The wetness was what was making it so easy to rub against each other. The sensations we were sending throughout each other's bodies was very good. It felt so good! We were both. I am all yours.’Nisha – Of course, jaanu. I am all yours’. I didn’t mean to involve anyone else.Me – Please, jaan.Nisha smiled – Ok, jaanu, but please give me some time to think. I am not fully sure about it.I didn’t want to pressure Nisha because I wanted to see a willingness from her end. But at the same time, I wanted to do everything to get her wanting the same thing I wanted. When we laid to sleep, I came closer to Nisha and looked at her with questioning eyes.I said – Jaan, I want to make.