Main school ke baad uska intezaar karne laga. Finally woh bahar aayi aur door se hi mujhko dekh kar muskrate huye meri taraf chal ke aane lagi. Boli h...nji gurjit ji abhi bolo kaha ghumaoyoge hume? To main bola yaha tumhe acha lage preeti. Boli mera naam kaise pata chala to maine kaha ke tumahri friends se pata kiya. Boli bade chalaak ho. Maine haske bola chalo abhi train mein ghumna hai ya ghar jaakar meri gaadi le aaye. Boli train main mujhe nai jaana gaadi laa sakte ho to le aayo. Mere paas. She sat down on the ground and thought of her master. She wanted his hard cock. She wanted to hear him telling her to cum. There was so much she wanted, and her pussy grew damp. She could still taste him on her tounge and she savored that taste. Remembering sucking on his hard cock. Remembering playing with it, and as she remembered she brough her hand down to her pussy. It was already wet and her finger slipped in easily. She pulled her finger out of her pussy and was happy to see it was. I climbed over on him and slowly lowered my wet pussy down onto his hard cock. I rode him back and forth and it wasn't long until he started moaning as he shot his cum into my wet horny pussy. After he finished emptying his balls inside me, I lifted myself off his cock. His warm cum dripped out of my pussy, landing on his dick and belly…It was still very hard, so I placed it by the entrance of my lubed up ass. Then I slowly lowered myself down onto his hard cock, stretching my butt hole as it. Never thought, jesus, writing poetry for me. My fault, my fault, teasing him. But why did I invite him back? She felt the flush in her groin, the heat in her nipples, and knew. She was a horny black bitch. She wanted to get laid, and a strong young stud like Bill would be terrific. Oh shit, she thought. What the fuck are you doing, Margaret?Her mind in a turmoil, she trotted to the back door, looking out as she unlocked it. Eddie had built the arbor leading all the way back to the woods behind,.