Then one day she actually gave me a full on blow job, and swallowed. This went on for some time. Then it happened. I had come over to see my buddy and...he was not home. Pat came on to me, this time after taking her top off and us starting like that she pulled her shorts down and let me cum on her bush. Her large soft dark bush. Then the next time we got together she rubbed my cock up and down her slit, which was so wet. She stuck right at her clit as I came. She would rub all that cum into her. When the young man sitting next to her stood in front of her, reached for her hand and asked her to dance, she graciously accepted.Sometime later, their companions managed to disappear into one of the bedrooms, leaving Emily and her dance partner alone. She didn't notice them leave because she was locked in an embrace, her eyes closed, and her feet barely moving. It was, beyond a doubt, the most passionate kiss she had ever received, not at all like the good night kisses she had given to her. You may reach me at The story I am going to tell is few years old. At that time I was in college. I joined a college and due to heavy demand of hostel rooms, I couldn’t get a room in the hostel. So I took a room in the nearby location and started staying there. It was a family of four, husband, wife, a son and a daughter.They were having a shop and father and son used to sit on the shop and their mom was working as teacher in some school. The daughter Neelima was in class 12 and was around. * She spits this out with the bitterness of too much experience. *Do you have a husband?* you ask. *** (CLERK STREET) So maybe I should tell you about the street where I live. If you head off the East End of Princes Street up the Bridges and just keep going till your feet get sore (thats if youre a lazy cow like me) youll arrive at Clerk Street. Its not a bad place to live really. Bit noisy with all the cars/ buses/ motorbikes/ taxis/ etcetera grinding to and from Princes Street but you dont.