I leaned in a got my first direct scent of her young mound and wet slit. She then asked “does it smell like my panties”? I was shocked. She knew I...sniffed them. She then said “you know, I left them in there just for you”. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Apparently the girls at school told her too. They did that for their brot**ers. I asked what else they did. She said,. “well, none of them that told me that still have their cherry. Does that answer your question?’”, It dawned on me that. . her eyelids fluttering from his touch, the dampness between her legs, the trickle of fluid running down the inside of her thighs. “I have no control!” her mind screams, and that thought sends a small orgasm pulsing through her core. His fingertips reach the back of her neck, his hand slowly closes around the soft flesh. She feels the light pressure from his callous hand, The warm breath across her skin raises goosebumps and the shivers intensify. Knees weaken when she feels his teeth scrape. "but she cut meshort and told me angrily"you were saying that your boss is old and a respectable person,did you see howthat basterd wasdying to touch my boobs,he is a real creep,ohhh agar woh tumahara boss nahi hotatau saale ko mein thappadmarti,sala budhau,abhi bhi uska lund khada hota hai,kaise uska lund uski pantmein khada ho raha thaaur dekha tumne kaise woh dono mere blouse mein jhank-jhank ke dekh rahe thejaise poori ki poori khajaayenge mere ko." i said haiiiiiiii meri jaan tum kyon uske. After all, if this was going to be a true lesbian experience, I needed to taste some pussy juices. I had Nicki get off of me and sit on the edge of the bed. I got on the floor on my knees and positioned myself between Nicki’s legs, in classic blowjob position. It was mostly dark in the room, but I wasn’t going to be so rude as to turn on the light just to see her dick. I took Nicki’s penis into my right hand and could feel my pussy juices on it. It felt real. Now it was time to see if it.