She would open her mouth and roll her tongue, slurping her saliva- “Aur bhaiya aap zindag mein karna kya chahte ho? Padhai ke siva? Kuch aur nahi ch...hte? jo ghurte rehte hoon- haan bhaiya?”. Then she would laugh as her calling bhaiya was slap on my face. Shy, I would look away in shame. Blood draining from my face. Still lost in her black eyes and juicy big breasts, tantalized by her.During the end of my twelfth standard – our last encounter- I was alone- she had come for lemons- I was bringing. So firm but also so soft and her skin felt like silk. This is also when I could feel her cock press against my leg and OMG she was hung and thick. She had it tucked up and under and behind her thighs. As She straddled me I run my hands up her thighs and up to her tight ass, I gave it hard squeeze and she let out a little squeal and giggled. I slowly massaged her ass and gently ran my finger tips over the head of her massive cock. When I did she let out a slight gasp and squeezed my neck a. Mark's hard cock pressed up against her. Her hard nipples nestled against his barrel chest. He was holding her, and suddenly, he was kissing her. She was shocked but not repulsed. Mark's body felt good against her, and after all, she owed him for saving her the inconvenience of replacing all of her identification and credit cards.Now his hard cock pressing against her should have given her some small reason for wariness. But her hard nipples were being stimulated in the embrace. She had always. "It doesn't bother me, my Ebony Eyes," I said into her ear. "You're my girl and that's that."She pulled back and looked up at me. "Your what?"I frowned. "My girl?" No, before that. What did you call me?" Ebony Eyes?" Yeah that. What does that mean?"I shrugged uncomfortably. "I don't know, it just sounded like the thing to say. Ebony is dark and beautiful and pretty rare, like you."Her brows furrowed and then she smiled her beautiful smile, making her big brown eyes sparkle. "I like it. But only.