Mai bola dekhti jao.Ye bolte hi wo mere lund pe tut padi but what the fuck mere land ka pani uske pure muh mai bhar gya.Wo mere mal thukte hue boli un...hi dukan meethe pakwan.Bas itna hi hai tere land mai dum.Mai bhut nervous tha but ek dam se wo muskra ke boli don’t worry I have solution for this also.Usme mera lund chat ke saf kia aur sab mal andar nigal gaii.Fir wo apne bedroom mai chali hai .Mai ek bat to samjh gya tha ki ye bhut badi wali rand haiiii.Wo wha se ek mini skirt pehen ke aayi. Alisha thinks on this for a moment before she saunters over to the mini fridge I had built into one of the far side cabinets. Bending over she retrieves a can of coke giving me more of an eyeful than I can handle. Her pretty little ass peaks out at me making my already solid cock so hard it aches. Surely she can feel the cold breeze? Twisting my head a little I can see the deep pink of her opening and its with a racing heart I realise she isn't wearing any panties! Alicia spins around and I. “I’m from the other end of town,” I replied nervously, glancing quickly around me. I turned again to the barman who was still polishing the glasses. “Look, could I use...?" Again I was interrupted, this time by the touch of a calloused hand on my thigh and before I could react, Billy’s rough fingers slid under the hem of my skirt and caressed the cheek of my ass where it was exposed by my skimpy thong. I spun round and brushed his hand away. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?” I. He slid the panties up his smooth legs to his hips. They fit nice andsnug and tight and pulled his balls in firmly.Then he remembered that he vowed to always wear a feminine pad wheneverhe ventured out because of the close call he had had once when he wentout dressed in his sister's clothes and things almost got out ofcontrol. He had been flirting with some guys he met at the mall, teasingthem by acting real girly, smiling, giggling and swishing his dress sideto side around his knees like he.