Aur jab yabaat mujhe pata chala toh mai gussa ho gya Phir neha didi akkker mujhe samjhne lagii ki mai bhi nhi jaa rhi hua tention mat mai bhi hua tera...sath toh mai maan gya .Toh sab koi chala gya toh sham ka waqt tha toh mai neha didi ka sath unka ghar chala thora dur tha toh unka pass scotter tha usmai beithkar aur apna kapda laker toh jab mai scooty mai bethie didi mera agge bethie thi toh scotty chala rhi thi ki acchnak mera lund kahda ho gya aur acchnak mujhe accha lagna lagaPhir maine apna. I drop the phone inside my panties, adjust my dress, grab my phone, keys and purse and rush towards the house. As I hurry up the sidewalk I begin thinking again to myself. We had just spent the whole weekend together and he fucked me thoroughly and in every position imaginable. He has a very talented tongue and I could feast on his cock for hours. Whether it is in my mouth or up my dripping slit, it doesn’t really matter, he really knows how to use his tool! And here I am, wanting nothing more. I used my tounge to lick all the way down from your lips, over your chin, down your throat and finally onto your chest. My left hand was fondeling with your left breast while I continued to use my tounge on your right. Licking all over it before reaching the areola and the nipple. Biting it slightly and rolling it between my teeth. After giving the nipple a good suckle I continued my jurney downsairs, with my tounge. My tounge finally reached your panties. I could feel your clit as I slid my. Her waist length chocolate-brown hair was tied back in a high ponytail, and it flicked as she jittered around in her position. Her mother-of-pearl rosary, a family heirloom from her mother, apparently, was worn around her neck - although she wasn't supposed to strictly, but it was a beautiful thing and she hated having to store it discreetly in her pocket. Dominica, or Dee as her friends called her, was the Perfect One of Year 11 - excelling in every subject except Math and Chemistry, and yet.