Meinen Kopf drückt sie zwischen ihre Schenkel. Ich rieche einen fremden Duft. „Sie hat ein anderes Parfum benutzt“ denke ich und beginne ihre Mö...e zu lecken. Ihr Kitzler ist heute groß und fest geschwollen, ihre festen Schamlippen erscheinen mir sogar größer und fleischiger. Mit beiden Händen taste ich ihre Schenkel, ertaste die Netzstrumpfhose, die wie damals nur an der entscheidenden Stelle zerrissen ist. Taste weiter nach unten und spüre ihre Kniestiefel, geschnürt, kein Reißverschluss. Mein. Anyway, I met the boy on the jeepney going home from work the other night. The jeepney ride to my place takes about 30 minutes, by the way, and has always been a good place to get to meet boys. I think a lot of sex has started with the forced touching of knees or thighs on a tightly packed jeepney.When I used to be coming home from college it was always crowded, and with the movement of the jeep over the rough road, and sometimes the feel of a handsome boy's thigh rubbing against my thigh, . Suddenly one mid day as I was in mid way to go do a delivery she walks up to me and stops me half way looking for a box. "where is it?" where is what? what are you looking for?" tell me and I be able to better help you." i explain as i keep walking pass her, my intention was to walk right pass her and not really pay no mind to her. However she was dressed in this all black assemble that perfectly highlighted her curves. As i was about to walk pass her she steps in my pass way. "open your mail. . n-n-no!" Oh yes!" Jimmy said, contradicting his friend and sliding a finger between his cheeks, biting them in excitement. "Your arse feels so soft, so wet. Your cock's so hard, so hot. As hard as mine. Feel it!" He rubbed his raging erection along Paul's thigh and pushed another finger up his juicy hole, fingering it tenaciously. "I know you want it," he went on, sliding nearer his ultimate aim, "you know I got it. Come on... let's do it!" Please..." Paul sobbed, folding an arm across his.