.phir maine usse nashe main poocha manju tumne kabhi kisi ke saath sex kiya hai to usne bola nahi or mujheKabhi kisi ke saath kerna bhi nahi hai maine...use bola ek bar kerke dekho bahoot maja aata hai to usne bola maine tumhare kahne per drink ker li to bahoot maja nahi aaya ….maine usse poocha maja kyon nahi aaya to usne bola kuch ho he nahi raha hai maine bola main or leker ke aata hoon to usne bola thik hai main market sai jakar ke ek or half leker ke aa gaya or aadha half manju ko pila diya. Sitting on the couch wearing nothing more than a T-shirt that went to mid-thigh, Tamara would contemplate her activities of the day. Mindy, Tamara's older sister of 18 and only two and a half years older than Tamara herself was at work. Cindy, her mother would also be away until late the next morning.Tamara was pretty cute for a girl of Seventeen. Though she was only around 5'4 at most, she more than made up for her height with her rather nice 36-C breasts, and hour-glass figure.With the car. Jane climbed on top of her, kissing her passionately on the lips before slowly moving down between her legs. I watched as Jane started kissing and licking Jen’s shaven, bald pussy. Jen began to moan with pleasure. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. First sucking another guy’s cock and now this, it was like a switch had been clicked inside Jen as she became this sex mad vixen. I was loving it.Frank and I were standing either side of the bed, Jen looked at us both and grabbed both our cocks. No he isnt. But look, Ill never be able to tell you how sorry I am, and I wouldnt blame you if you hated me. I dont! I said quickly. Anyway, I want to make it up to you, ok? Im not kidding or anything, I really, really do. After what I did to you? You dont owe me anything, Nina, nothing at all. I cant ever forgive myself, I dont, I dont… I bit my lip to keep from crying again. Jimmy, Jimmy, listen, Its not your fault. I mean… look I also decided that I will always be honest with you, so I have.