It was my first story.Here is another one. It is all about my friend Soham. We were in an engineering college at that time. He was one of my best frie...ds. He was very much careful about his studies as well as about his physical fitness. He used to go for morning walk outside the campus. One day morning I got a phone call from the local police station and I got the news that my friend was arrested. I was completely shocked. I went to the police station with my other friends and when we heard. He rested a hand on her naked bottom and felt his cock harden. She was passive and unresponsive, which caused a moment of annoyance. On impulse, he smacked her bum. She cried out but then held her tongue. He did it again and, when it glowed red, he poured olive oil over it and began to rub. Slowly, he felt her relax. He worked his fingers into the crack between her bum cheeks. Touching her anus he felt it tighten. He softened his touch and gently circled the opening. She twitched and began to. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and passed the bottle to me.I imagined all the bacteria-infested saliva of the beggar around the bottle's cap but took a swig. The golden liquid rushed through my throat burning the insides and bringing some warmth to my cold body. My wife was shivering uncontrollably again a few minutes later after the effects of the rum started to die."Do you want to come inside the blanket," the beggar asked my wife, his tongue slurring with the effect of. She did, spreading her legs wider this time, almost like she was doing the splits. If any of these girls was going to be a slutty cheerleader in high school, it was going to be Kyla, and she would likely be the sluttiest. I wondered if she would let me fuck her on college breaks, for old times sake. When she held the split for more than a moment, I took advantage and dove in, pressing my nose and mouth between her slightly opened lips, my tongue immediately shoving into her pussy, rigid like my.