Marsha's hand found Catie's and their fingers intertwined. Catie was going to slid in and give her a kiss, but Marsha stopped her. "Not here, too many...people out walking," she responded giving Catie's hand a squeeze.After a short ride they were safely behind the doors of her modest ranch house. Once the blinds were lowered and the drapes drawn, she pulled Catie into her arms and gave her a long lingering kiss. Catie became even hotter than she had been backstage as she returned the kiss. "I. Maine uske baal pkakd kar uske mooh maine jatke de raha tha. Woh ek dum hot hokar chus rahi thi pura kamra hammari gaaram aaho se gunj raha tha.Woh ab kaskaskar loda chus rahi thi bade maje se hum dono ko maja aaraha thaa karreb aadhe ghante baad usne mera pura milk apne mooh maine pee liyaa. Kahaa aahama aaj maja aayaa sex ka phir woh kitchn chali gayee. Aadhe ghante baad maine usse kitchen se pakad kar bed per laayaaa.aur uski garam choot maine dhire se apna loda daal raha thaa.woh kah rahi. When she came on her doggy style, I could see her juice coming out of her pussy. I continued fisting her and she was moaning like crazy. To control her moan, I often used to close her mouth with have or with my mouth.Me: do you like this?She: you know what, no matter what I want you to fist my daughter. You are so fucking good doing this.ahhhhh ahhhhh. My heart stopped for a minute.Me: what?She: yeah. You make me so good that I want you to fist my daughter also.Me: sure. And continued to fist. The campus was beautiful, with lush green grass and a clear lake surrounded by an eclectic mix of old red-brick buildings and sleek modern complexes. But the best part of the view was the girl in the window. I'll get to her later.First, I should introduce my flatmates. There were six of us in the flat, and they're pretty important to the story of my time at university.The first to greet me was Emily, a short (maybe 5'2") Biochemistry student with dirty-blonde hair, B-cups, and a really cute.