Danny then pushed it up against my lips and I smiled opening my eyes. I opened my mouth and pushed my lips up against his and we took a bite together ...ach getting half, chewing and savoring this sensual confection before swallowing…we licked and kissed each others lips to taste the lingering chocolate and strawberries. We had another chocolate strawberry and again kissed away the juices from our lips and faces as he continued stroking my swollen clitoris. All I could think about was my orgasm. Maine pehli baar original me kisi ladki ki tango ko itna saaf dekha tha.par meri behan punjabi suit pene huye thi lakin uski breast jis par koi bra nahi thi suit ke neeche se bhi baddi sexi lag rahi thi.behan aisi baate karte huye thoda shrma rahi thi. So usne taal-matol kar ke apni friend ko gharse bhej diya. Us din se merekhayal apni behan ke liye badal gyee the. Mujhme ek alag si khushi ka ehsas hone laga tha. Pata nahi mere ko jaise kya mill gya. Mai har waqat apni behan ko chori se dekhta. Main waheen par ruk gaya par mera lund uski gaand main he tha. Maine uski choochiyaan pakad leen aur halke halke dabane laga use ab kuchch shanti mili. Maine ab uske nipple halke halke haath se masalne shuru kiye. Use maza aane laga. Phir maine apna aadha lund bahar kheencha aur andar kar diya use ab jyaada dard mehsoos naheen hua par wah boli iiiiisssss phir maine 5 7 baar aise he kiya ab uska moonh band ho chuka tha maine apne lund ke tope tak ka poora hissa bahar nikala aur phir se uski. Stew could not help but notice how her uniform clung to her body. ‘You don’t wear a vest, eh?’ He asked. ‘No, I’m way too much of an optimist to go that route. Sure, it’s probably stupid, but, eh….’ She replied. Stew confessed that he didn’t wear one either. He had gained a few pounds and the shirts didn’t fit over the vest and in his belief, whatever will be, will be. They both laughed at the fatalism they both shared. As they sat and talked, Stew began to get a feeling inside of him that he.