Appatiki time 8.30 aindi.na frnd pg bus stop pakkane kani na pg ki oka 10 min nadavali…so na frnd vaditho cheppindi aa pillaku thodu ga velli drop c...esi ni pg ki vellipo ani….so iddaram nadukuchukuntu vellam na pg varaku…sare thanks for coming ani cheppa…daniki vadu..no need of thanks…need ur watsapp number annadu…vaditho matladinanthasepu bane matladau..so manchode ani nammi number icha…appati nundi vadu roju…gud mrng…gud nyt lu cheppevadu….Inka company lo join ayyam…dani tarvata malli. She put some gold glitter on her red lips. She smiled as she put her wooden heels on the carpet in the basement.I then heard Crystal come down the stairs. She had 4inch wooden heels, with a white strap around her ankles. She had changed her jeans. She had put on some super tight white Capri's. Her thick round legs and thighs were making the side of her pants expand. I could see her big camel toe pushing out the front. I could see the small white thong under the thin material. She was not. Vaginal with Carol was as or more delicious with Carol as the hard anal we had already had, but definitely different. I looked down, and sucked in my stomach so I could see my full length going in and out of her.Carol's reflectionsI was so free of being a nice girl. I was so free of being someone else's idea of a sexy girl when on the stage, a sexy girl that still was going through the conventions of the act, of the stage. I was with a wonderful man who appreciated me ... well, at least to. ? The tightness of it, the diaphanous fabricrevealing my body in teasing glimpses, the cuffs turned back and the collarturned up, gave me a sassy flair, an impudent sexiness. I was a perfect slut, aloose, promiscuous little whore reeking of hot cunt and ass. ???? The room was small enough that the stew ofall our rutting bodies gave it the odor of a claustrophobic whorehouse, reekingof sweat and lust. It soon grew stuffy with the combined heat of our bodies.Every nerve of my body was tingling in.