. usne neeche panty bhi lal color ki daal rakhi thi… uski panty bhi puri gilli thi… Uski panty ko meine neeche utar diya… ab hum dono nude the.....uske baad meine usko dobara ek baar kiss kiyaa… and sath mein uski chut mein apni fingure daali.. Wo itni hot hogi Usne apne nakun meri peeth mein gussa diya…Fir mein Fridge se Jakar honey and chocolate lekar aaya… fir mein apne lund mein laga kar usko chusne ke liya bola.. wo neech bhethkar mere lund ko chusne lagi… Bhaut ache se lund chus rahi thi... Alison's eyes had a slightly glazed look to them."Were you imaging Robbie's hands on your titties when you did it?" Alison asked, moving her hand to begin stroking Zoe's breast."Uh huh." And did you imagine him kissing you?" Uh huh," Zoe whispered and Ally could see her friend's tongue slip between her lips as she unconsciously conjured up the picture Alison was painting. Alison leaned over and began to plant butterfly kisses all round Zoe's mouth, encouraged to continue when her friend groaned. The gentle slope of her not yet fully developed labia was more lovely than anything Hamilton had ever photographed. Although I had seen countless pictures of young girls on various newsgroups on the Internet, the proximity of her sex was disarming. I suddenly felt overwhelmed, as if I was a young boy looking at his first Playboy centerfold. I know it must be obvious to Cindy that I was staring at her pussy but I just couldn't stop.My first coherent thought was that I had surely frightened her. As always, this story, too, has a mix of reality and my fantasies.Before getting into the story, I wanted to tell this upfront. Not all girls like being touched or groped on a public bus/train. There are very few girls like me who enjoy these things. Even among us, each has our boundaries. Some might let you stare. Some might let you touch.Some might be crazy like me to play with your cock. Even me, who loves to do all these things, won’t sleep with you – no matter how handsome or how big your.