. Kaash mein b aapke jitni sundar hoti..Divya: nahi meri behena tu jada sundar hai mujse ..Fir divya kajal ke paas ayi or uske boobs pakad ke boli ki ...ekh ye kitne mast hai tere pass..Kajal ki saansein bhaari hone lagi.Wo madhosh ho gyi thi apni badi didi ke chhune se.. Or ye baat divya ko b pata thi.Divya ne socha chalo kch or tadpaya jaye kajal ko.. To divya boli acha kajal ye batao ki tum niche ke baal saaf karti ho..Kajal : haan didi humesha saaf rakhti hu muje baal bilkul b pasand nahi. Brad’s hand had found its way up my skirt. "No way," he suddenly shouted. I blushed knowing what he’d found. "You’re not wearing ..." School knickers," I countered. "They were in the box," I added hurriedly,"I just tried them on to see what they felt like,"my face was getting hot. "What colour are they?"Typical man! What does it matter? His expression urged me to reply. "White," I murmured, my credibility going down the drain. They must have been the last white knickers I ever wore. No one. Kacey had really figured out some good stuff, she decided as she bit her lip again, fighting to keep her eyes on Kaceys face. The dirty talk was so hot coming from Kaceys mouth. It didnt sound nearly as raunchy when she said it as it did when she heard it elsewhere. Oh, God that feels so good, she whimpered, thrusting her hips against her own fingers. She gasped as her middle finger slipped inside her wet pussy, making a slight sucking noise, and sending a whole new wave of sensations through. “I did always have…” she started, then squealed when I pressed hard on her swollen clit. Her whole body tensed just before her pussy tightened around me again. “Oh, god,” she moaned. “I’m cumming again.” When she was done, she pushed my hand away. “Too sensitive,” she whispered, then laid her head into the crook of my neck. I stopped thrusting and rubbed her back as she recovered.“You always did have what?” I asked her and she laughed softly.“I always did have a crush on you, David. But I.