. Abhi tumhara chut kon chat rahe hai??She : kaha ho tum??Me : tumhara winfow ke pas ??Wo window ke pas dekhi aur mujhe dekh ke khus huyi and mai bola...jaldi door nikalo wo boli thik hai and door nikalne ke badh mai andar gaya and wo mujhe kiss karne suru kardi mai bol raha tha ki tumhara dosth hai ab ruk jao badh mai karenge wo boli ki mera dosth janti hai humare bare mai and wo mujhe boli ki tum gaon jane wale the na ??Mai bola train miss hogaya isliye aa gaya and mai samjha tha ki tumhe. ?? Sometime soon after that I mademy escape to go check my make-up ? and get away from Saul?s speculative eyes onme. I went up the stairs to use the en-suite of the main bedroom. I could feelmany male eyes on me, staring eagerly at my nearly exposed pussy as I climbedthe stairs, but I was only really conscious of his. ?? I?d finished in the bathroomand was standing at the bedroom dresser checking my make-up in the mirror whenI saw him, reflected in the mirror, walking into the room. I spun. Even though you would live on opposite sides of the World, with the Web these days and Facebook and the like, you were quite certain you’d end up becoming very good friends with them both and would look forward to returning the hospitality if either of them ever came over to the States.While Sally and Jo were both very attractive women, Allison had already told you that she was not interested in either of them sexually, and nor should you be. But you can’t help who you are and how were you. I was adept at not coughing even with deep hits on the jay, and kept passing it to them. To keep the passing from getting out of hand, I scooted over between them, putting my hands on their legs as I rested there. We continued to enjoy ourselves smoking and laughing about silly things teenagers think about, even if not funny. As I passed the joint back and forth to the two of them, I was rubbing my forearm against their tiny breasts, watching their little nipples stand up under their.