There was something about the sudden contact between his hot tongue and my cold, damp skin that threw my mind into overdrive. "Oh god, Alex," I moane... as I threw my head back in pure ecstasy. By now, any sense of rationality had fled my mind. Screw screwing our friendship; he was screwing me.. or he was about to. I slid my hands down his chest and started tugging up the bottom of his white t-shirt. He stepped back and I pushed it up running my hands over his chest. His heartbeat was slow, but. Its very true and hope you all will agree with me that surprises can come your way any time.This incident happened with me around Dec’07 , it was a winter night and I was coming back from my office on a Friday night, it was chilly and time was around 11:30PM, since my office is in gurgaon and need to go faridabad to one of my friends place to have a weekend, I took that famous “Pahari wala rasta” , I hope people living in delhi and faridabad would be very well aware of this road. It’s a short. It had been over three months now without any sex, from man or woman, which had her even more frustrated than the fact they drove on the wrong side of the road! Shaking the last of her fantasy out of her head, Michelle went downstairs to begin the hunt for Chico, and sniggered to herself, “this backwater village probably doesn’t even know what a lesbian is, let alone having there be one around here.” Michelle watched her father's car pull away, calling out the front door for Chico. They. " I'm, like, seventy percent sure Freud never said that." Doesn't matter, it's still true. Come on, don't tell me you didn't look at that sweet hard ass of hers, tell me you didn't love how her titties pressed against the old and thin fabric of that cheap t-shirt she worse, lie to my face and say you didn't like how her hard nipples tried to break free harder than myself when I was imprisonded for political reasons. Tell me, man, and I'll tell you you're a fucking liar. I can see your cock.