. My pair blew off the date in the 11th hour...”It sounded like a weak excuse to me, but I wouldn’t dispute that with her at that moment... The pa...ty was good, but at a given moment, I found myself alone and I couldn’t find Simon. He seemed to disappear, and so as Gail. I thought to myself to not even think about the possibility... but..“Simon? Well, I saw Gail talking with him and going to one of the living rooms”Shit! That bitch want to steal another boy from me. But now, she wouldn’t do it.. Gone were her grey sheets, her bookshelf and her posters of famous female scientists. In their place was pink sheets, a vanity and posters of models. When she looked more closely at the posters she realized they still depicted the same people as her old posters (Lisa Meitner, Marie Curie, Andrea Ablasser, etc.) but instead of depicting them in dignified poses, they all seemed to be posing for the camera and wearing skimpy outfits. Had someone really gone through the trouble of photoshopping. Phir main aahista aahista ussay chodnay laga aur saath uska moonh apni taraf ker lia aur uskay hount choosnay laga jis say ussay kuch maza aanay laga aur woh relax ho gaee aur phir main musalsal lund aagay peechay kernay laga aur ab woh darad mehsoos nahin ker rehee thee balkeh enjoy ker rehee thee aur apni gaandh utha utha ker mar rehee thee aur mera saath day rehee thee aur main b full enjoy ker raha tha phir main nay uskay neechay haath daal ker uskay doodh pakad liay aur unsay khailnay laga. It felt so good that I didn't want it to stop. I was running my fingers up and down her thigh as she touched me. My nipples were so hard they were almost painful. Her fingers were slowly working their way up to my mound. I started to breathe heavily. When her fingers brushed over my smooth shaved mound, I let out a soft moan of pleasure. It felt so good! I spread my legs some more for her. I felt a finger slide down between my soaking wet labia. I started to caress her there, feeling her.