]Me: Thanks for keeping my tumblr fresh with some stories I might not have told, and drawing all the details out. You are in for some loooong answers....Well, turns out that I did see my friend. How does he worship it, well, he starts by letting me sit on his face and take a little ride on his tongue. He is a very hungry wolf… to say the least. He says every time he masturbates (5-6x per day) he thinks of eating my pussy. And banging it out with me too. He could fuck all day and night and I. . To usne kaha ki bhaiya main ye akhri bar chahti hu to main us ko kiss karne laga aur uske salwar ke andar hath dalne lagamagar uska salwar tight tha to maine usko kaha kit u loose wala salwar nahi pahn sakti thi kya to usne kaha ki mere paas nahi hai loose wala salwar, phir usne mujh se kaha ki aap apna tshirt utar do to maine apna tshirt utar diya phir main usko aur kiss karne laga magar uske boobs tak mera hath nahi pahuch pa raha tha to maine usko kaha kit u bhi apna kurta utar de too usne. They dated until the graduation, and then Dave had to move away -- he found a job in a city about two hundred miles distant, and Abby was still working at her campus job. So for the last year and a half they sort of kept an on-going long-distance relationship, with frequent e-mails, phone calls and occasional visits. Dave was not her first man; she lost her virginity at 17 in high school, at a party after the prom , when she let a drunken football player drag her upstairs -- she was curious. "A week later I brought Joey home again. This time Joanne dressed alittle different. She had a tight pair of jean shorts and a white tank-top(NO BRA) on. I guessed she had lossened up a bit. I asked her to get us some drinks. Joey and I sat dowm. I couldn't help but notice Joanne giving Joey a wicked tit shot when she set his drink down, all the time smiling at me. Thinking this was the time....I waved three fingers in the air, looking for her approval. She shruged me off.Frustrated, I told her.