I knew how to strut my stuff, I was a cheerleader of course, I was a straight-A student, and I wanted to fuck everything that moved. Seriously, I was ...et all the fucking time, and I loved controlling the whole school with my (shaved) pussy. And then I was a freshman in college...no parents, no curfew, and no rules...hell fucking yeah. My college was a small one in my hometown and I knew a lot of my fellow classmates from the local high schools. Obviously, I had quite a rep. So now I was the. I know I don’t even want you to get caught in the house smelling like pussy. I need to get in the shower and brush my teeth.”“Right.”Gina blew him a kiss while pulling open a drawer to retrieve a pair of panties. He headed out of the room, still reeling from the whirlwind that he’d been caught up in. He was a couple of miles down the road before he even realized that his face was still covered in drying pussy juice. The fast food napkin from the door compartment didn’t accomplish much, so he. “Can we eat it at Idle Park at noon?” The birthday girl’s choice was approved.We arrived first, hiding a bag with silly hats more suitable an eighth birthday party. (Contents to be discarded if they brought something like that.) Becky and Jill arrived in Jill’s mom’s car. But no mom. Jill had her license! I was so happy for her. We carried the cake and ice cream to our table. Jill put 18 candles on the cake and tried to light them. The steady warm breeze off the ocean prevented the candles from. . ohhhhhhhhh.. tune ye kya kar diya…….. mummy ssssssssssssssssssssssssssss………….aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………. aur karo aur karo plzzzzzzzzzzzzsssssssssssssss………..aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….. ()Unhone ek bar fir pani chod diya aur nidhal ho kar let gyi. Maine pucha bahi kaisa laga to wo boli ki tune to mujhe mar hi diya tha. Bahut maza aaya sucking karwane main.. ye sunte hi main bhabhi ko smooch karne lag gya. Humari tounge ek dusre ke sath fight kar rhi thi. Kabhi main chusta kabhi.