She entered my room with her naughty smile on her face. As soon as she entered I asked her, Kal kya puuch rahi thi aap? Mujhe kuchh jaydat chhahiye ai...a kuchh?With a smile on her face she immedietly said, mujhe abhi kam hai mein bad me batati hoon”. She arranged the plates on the table and asked me aur kuch chahiye? (Do you want anything else?) And to this I immedietly replied, “ha aapki thodi jaydat cahhiye thi” (Yes, I wanted your property). And then she came and bent towards me and loosened. .steve now stood over nikki,lowering his skinny frame each time he bottomed out and allowing her to gag up all the slobber which was now running down her chin and neck,steve cought some withdrew his cock and while grabbing both her tits and squeezing her large bullet like nipples began to french kiss her really hard his fore head against hers now he was whispering something,i could tell it was driving her crazy,she still was milking his balls and now focused on roughly kneeding his impressive. With that said, the guest one by one left the party. This whole time I was still in my room trying to think why Michael would say the shit that he said. I did not realize it but I smoked about 17 cigarettes in a thirty-minuet time span. My room was full of smoke and I knew that tomorrow my room would stink of cigarette smoke, but I did not care at this time. I heard the front door shut and about two minuets later someone was knocking on my bedroom door. I got up to unlock it and Brad. I look over. Adrienne is still asleep. I tiptoe into the bathroom, and take a shower.I brush my teeth, and French braid my hair. I go out into the bedroom, looping an elastic around the end of the braid. My hair is actually down to my elbows, but when it is in a French braid, it seems a couple inches shorter. My hair has always been the best thing about me. It is golden blond, with lighter streaks of blond in it, that people would think were fake highlights, but are really just naturally.