Come for me, Joy, come for me,’ you breath into my ear. I feel the familiar build-up of tension in my stomach. As waves of pleasure rock through my ...ody, I wiggle uncontrollably against you, clawing at your shoulders and neck and crying out your name. As I finally come don to earth, I realize that you haven’t come yet. ‘That was a nice little warm-up,’ you say with a teasing smile. ‘Oh dear God,’ I say, with mock fear in my voice. I lower my legs to the ground and collapse against your chest,. Straddling him, I placed my hands on his hairy chest and played with his pink nipples. Shifting my body, my beaver came into contact with his ram. Adjusting our positions I applied slight pressure pushing down on him while lubing his salami with my cream. using the strength in my legs, I began to slide my cunny along his shaft. He began to breath heavily as his hands roved over my thighs and wherever else he clumsily could reach. IN no time his entire cock was coated in my slime. My pot. It was only a 1 hour drive but is seemed like an eternity! I wonder how many of you have seen or travelled in an Indian bus but it is something special!. The long distance buses are usually better but even those are old ones with rusty side shutters. We sat in the 2 seater side and so there was no one else to share the seats. I could feel her warm sexy body close to mine. Our driver seemed to be a mad one driving speedily so that with each bend and turn my body would press firmly against hers. What a fool I was then. The first thing that I did the week before my first semester began was to get a haircut, a sassy, blunt bob with the tips of my ear lobes just peeking out. I could part it different ways to wear it smooth and sleek hugging my head, or curly and soft. On occasion I used styling gel and combed it back behind my ears. I loved that bob haircut. I also went back to my natural hair color, a rich chocolate brown. I was ready to party and party I did. I hooked up with Mary and.