‘Well…’ he looks at me sheepishly. ‘I go to the boys bathroom a lot.’ He looks at me to see if I get his meaning. I do. ‘How much is a lot...’ I ask, not sure why it matters but I really want to know. ‘Five or six times a day,’ he says, not looking at me. Damn! This k** jacks off five or six times a day. What a waste of good cock. Down girl … stay focused. ‘Does that help?’ I ask. ‘I mean, can you then go back and talk to the girl?’ ‘No!’ he says, pounding his fist on his thigh. ‘Then I just, you. Thodi der mein unka dard kum ho gaya to woh gaand uchalne lagi aur mujhe boli khali daale pada rahega ya chodega bhi mujhe to maine apna lund nikala aur ek baar mein poora lund unki choot mein pel diya aur unhe jum ke chodne laga aur woh bhi bahut badi chudakad thi khoob gaand uchal ki chudwa rahi thi aur sath mein gaaliya de rahi thi aur jor se chodne ko kah rahi thi maine unhe 10.mt tuk unhe khoob jum ke choda aur woh lagataar ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh aur pelo phad do meri chootko. I felt how they turned me onto my back, pushing my legs up to my chest and spreading them. I grabbed onto my legs, hugging them against my tits, with my pussy close to my face. I saw Chantelle taking a strawberry and swipe it through my exposed pussy lips. Oh fuck. They were using my vulva as a dip. Then Chantelle fed the strawberry to Paul.“I love the taste of pussy on my food,” said Paul, licking his lips. “How about some cream to go with it?”"A brilliant idea,” said Chantelle as she handed. About that time he heard the girl peeing,then shortly her Mother started to pee. It seemed to Kevin time stoodstill, the sound of the two strangers peeing was like a waterfall, itseemed as if life stood still, Kevin couldn't make himself go.He had stood many times between two men peeing and never gave it athought, but this was some how different, this was how girls did it.And to them it was no different. It was instinct that told Kevin he wasin a very intimate sanctuary that women, only women.