. Lagta tha hath lagate hi murjha jayegi…Maine apna ek haath uski CHUTH pe rakha aur rub kiya… Rohit:God itni chikni chut ? Kya lagati ho chuth pe...Rehana:Meri jaan roj tumhare pyar ka malham lagati hun chikni to hogi na.Rohit:Good ise to ghanton tak chatne mein bahut maja aayega.Rehana:Bahut mehnat se chikna kiya hai meri chuth ko aaaj ispe apna naam likh do..Rohit:Haan meri jaan apne honthon se aaj main teri chuth pe apna naam likhnga..Aur yeh kehkar maine apni ungliyon se uski chuth ko. She was being unusually nice. ‘Oh, my jeans? Yeah, I used to wear these all the time when my folks…’ and then I started to tear up. I don’t know why but memories of my parents came flooding back. Jenna couldn’t help noticing the tear and my trembling lip even while I was trying to smile. ‘I…I’m sorry,’ I stammered brushing back the tear. Jenna leaned down and put a hand to my cheek. ‘It’s o.k. I know how it feels to be alone.’ Her hand felt nice and warm. She was wearing a low cut olive. As I did that, I heard a soft moan escape from her lips, which excited me even more. At that, I inserted my tongue gently inside of her. I felt her walls squeeze around it and I loved the taste of her juices on my tongue. I had to push my tongue farther inside of her, because I needed more of it. This time, a louder moan escaped from Lyss’s lips and I was happily aware that it was my name she was moaning. I continued by swirling my tongue around inside of her pushing against all of her inner. 10 minutes bad train chal padi thodi der bad log sab stel ho gaye mene bhi mere bag jama diye sit ke neche or phone me chat karne lagi mene meri jacket utar di q ki garmi thi , mene sit ko chair type bana liya tha taki ache se beth saku , mene white shirt or tight guthano thak ka skirt pehen rakha tha or andar black cup shape bra and black panty peheni thi me chat karte karte bor ho gai thi mene fir bhi notice kiya ki vo log fir se mujhe dekh rahe the fir mene jane diya unhe dekhne diya mujhe.