In my mind’s eye, I see it as a missile, ready to penetrate my body and cause me to explode, I also envision it as a fire hose, ready to put out the...burning need deep inside me. A small, thin, clear drop forms at the tip. It seems so innocent, so pure, so out of place. Leaning forward, I flick it away with a quick, tentative lick, and I hear his breath catch momentarily. The taste of that drop is sweet, as is the sound of his breath above me, and I savor both immensely. But now that my tongue. My friend slips halfway back into my pants. She playfully pushes me down onto a filthy cardboard coated bench on which waiters sit during their cigarette break. She sits in my lap and kisses my neck, licks my ears with the tip of her tongue so I can feel and hear her warm, fast breath.She takes off her black silk thong and grabs my hair firmly as I continue to kiss her rack and breasts. Then she starts grinding her now bare naked crotch on my thigh. This time the heavy breathing wasn`t the only. I’m not going to lie like others that ma cock is 8 inch or 7 inch ma cock is 6 and m happy of it and now let’s come to story this is story of me and my friend Chandni name changed happened in last month and we ar very good friends and both was having relation not with each others with the others And hum log ek dusre se sari baate share karte the about sexual things bhi once hum dono muvi dekhne gaye usko B Grade movies dekhne ka shokh tha n I was knowing sme theatre vr dis type of movies lagti. " I've had a nice evening," Shirley said. "I don't see why we couldn't do it again, sometime."That "sometime" phrasing was a little discouraging. I wondered whether it was meant the way it had sounded -- like I could expect only a cool reception, were I to ask Shirley out again. I decided there was no time like the present to try to clarify matters. "I was -- hoping that we could see each other again quite soon," I said, "not just -- 'sometime.'" When I thought about starting a new life,".