THE HEART OF THE STORY: PRIYA, a shy, introvert girl, not the bitch types, simple, good looking, pretty, and blessed with a huge pair of tits, size 34..., and a virgin pussy..Let’s not waste any more time and start the story,Rahul and Priya are childhood friends, both grew up together, went to the same schools, studied together, lived close to each other, and practically were BFF’s, they shared each n everything with each other.As college phase entered their life cycle, both changed quite. ”“You don’t look so fine from here.”“Yeah, well, maybe I shouldn’t have allowed him a second go.”“He fucked you TWICE!!!”“SHHHH!!! For fucks sake keep your voice down!” Laura looked nervously towards the door, and placed a hand jokingly across Elle’s mouth. Elle batted it away.“Eurgh! Keep that hand away from me, no idea where or what it’s been doing!”“You already said that about my tongue. And yes, I know where and what both have been doing...” She over-exaggerated a wink at her friend. They. She was convinced that Gennifer hadn't hated her but had been so unsettled by what had happened between them that she hadn't known how to deal with it. It was sad that their friendship had ended over this, but what had happened in that bedroom had been only natural. With regard to the fitting room, however, Jasmine accepted all the blame. She confessed to this girl all of her lesbian lovers, including her current one. "Ever since my husband died, I've been a slave to my passion for other. Mr. Solberg had taken care of these things until he hurt his back last spring. In a way, I should have been happy, since that was one of the reasons I had been offered the ability to live here. Okay, I could not really blame him, since he was there sweating with me even though I was the one doing almost all the heavy moving and lifting.“Stian, please, call me Frode. I’ve never been a ‘Sir’ and ‘Mr. Solberg’ makes me feel even older than I really am. Or feel.”I looked at the man who was sitting.