There were even more texts. Ivy sighed. She opened a text from Lindsay. She scrolled up to the first one. ‘Hey Ivy guess what!! I have some super e...citing news to tell you. I wish I could tell you now but I have to see your face when I tell you. I can’t wait to see you at school tomorrow!!’ ‘Ivy, why aren’t you at school today? Is everything ok?’ ‘I hope you aren’t late again, I ran into Nathan from your maths class and he said your teacher is very unimpressed with your attendance rate.’. She moaned a little more. I began to rub more, back and forth through her wet lips, stimulating the clit with each pass. While rubbing, I began to kiss the small of her back. I moved my lips down and kissed the outside of her hips. Kissed each ass cheek, going from left to right and back again. As I kissed I continued to stroke her soft, wet pussy. Her moans continued as she began to rock slightly on my hand. My kisses moved lower. Down to the fold of her ass. I kissed each thigh and moved. Don’t think all that. He is a good guy and friend to me too. Nothing elseI was happy to listen good about me from Bhabhi and wanted to listen moreMe: Is he that good?Bhabhi: See Rahul. You rarely in touch with me. And you know how my husband treats me as money is everything for him. In that gap, I got a friend who is treating me as a friend and helping my husband also in earning.It was nice to know about us from the people we likeMe: Then try him onceI just wanted to recommend me from the mask. The girl was extremely beautiful she was taller than me around 6 feet in height. She was a decent girl who generally wore traditional Indian dresses. Her spotless face and amazing figure created lust in my mind. But initially, I was scared of talking to her as she was 4 years older than me. She came out of room for a small period of time and I said ‘Hello’ to her.As usual, people ask in which college you study what all you study and all nonsense stuff. I never liked questions on education as I.