I squatted to help the trousers down and when her long legs were finally revealed I licked up each thigh, Charlie’s fingers still lightly gripping m... hair. She gasped a little when my tongue found her and she opened her legs a little wider so, arching my neck, I could make firmer contact with her. She tasted musky, sweet and was very, very wet. That always turns me on. I was lifted up to stand in front of her. “Lose the dress.” Charlie was totally in control, firm but not aggressive. She had, I. I moved closer to him and grabbed his cock through his jeans and gave him a full on kiss, tongue and all. He moaned and slid his own tongue down my throat. while we were kissing I helped him unzip his jeans and slid them down to his knees.He gets on his knees and hungrily starts sucking my cock like it was a popsicle , I blew my load within minutes of his work on my cock. I returned the favor and sucked him until he blew that hot cum in my mouth, man just what I needed a nice shot of salty warm. I just fixed the bulb and complimented telling her saree is nice and I left her. Next day again I switched off dp she called me again and this time also same thing happened and while leaving I thought of taking a brave step and I just lied her there is some thing on her back before she reacting I started rubbing her back for few seconds, same time I was touching my dick to her ass later I left her place. After a week when I was going down she called me and asked for my mobile number and I gave. No infringement of pre-existing copyright is intended. Thisstory is copyright (c) 2014 Amy Komori. All rights reserved.Chapter One:I Want the GetawayOne super nice spring day, feeling kind of self-conscious about mybuzzed head thanks to Ms. Green, the school psychologist who had calledme to her office as if my having short hair was a cry for help, Idecided to wear a knit cap to school. And that was a fucking mistake."Hey, Spinelli," some boy said to me in the hallway as I was on my wayto.