Kavya was also there at imagica.Kavya ne jab mujhe dekhaTo thoda sharamne lagi rima ne kaha sharmane ki zaroorat nahi hai ye bhi tumhare friend jaisa ...ai wo boli ham iske sath kaisa pani me utrenge seema boli chal zyada soch mat aur kapde change karke aaja hum sab ne kapde change kiye aur phir ek jaga aakar milgaye mujhe sirf lower pe dekhkar wo sharmane lagi aur chupke chupke meri athlete body ko dekhne lagi seema ne mujhe ishara kiya ke aagayi tumhari body ke dhoke me aur muskurane lagi maine. I ran my hands inside her shirt and played with her tits.She kissed me and twirled her tongue around mine as she pulled her bra cups apart. I played with her nipples as she moaned into my mouth. Her hot breath ran down my throat, and I groaned as my cock twitched.Sarah: Cum down my throat! Please? I really want it!She turned around and backed her ass into me. I played with her hips as they pushed against my cock. I couldn’t stand it. I just wanted to fuck the shit out of this girl right then. “I said suck my cock.” He whispered, his mouth brushing my ear. The sensation of his lips against my skin, the threatening sound in his voice, the way my scalp burned as he took me roughly by the hair caused twisted spasms of pleasure that turned my nipples to iron and my knees to jelly I could not suppress a gasp. Clearly this was my punishment for the callous way I had just treated him. I didn’t care, my body hummed with a burning anger towards him mixed with a longing desire to feel him. I did itvery carefully, too. I drew a thin line along each brow and then Iaccented her lids with some black lines, too. It followed some mascaraand lipstick. Finally I brushed blue eye shadow and some blush on herbeautiful face. Her hair had grown quite a bit since she was my babygirl. So she didn't need a wig any more. Instead I brushed her hairuntil it was shiny and fell in lovely waves. Her fingernails had growna bit, too. I painted them the same pink like her lipstick. Finally Idressed her.