Mere pita ka ek khet hai jis par ham sabjiyon fasal bote the or unhe apni hi shop par bachte. Mere parivar ki halat achi thi. Ghar ki sabjiyan hone ka...an munafa bhi acha tha or sabse pehle hamari sabjiya khatam ho jaya karti thi.mein bhi padhai mein acha tha. Goan mein 8 tak school tha or aage ki padhai ke mughe doosre goan jana pada. Dosra goan mere se 25 km ki doori par tha vo bada town tha vahan par college bhi tha. Mujhe starting se meri ma hi padhati thi or mein class mein hamesa first. Anthony could not see what the source was but he could smell it. The scent was so strong it had to be just around the corner.Peeking around the corner he saw a lone figure. Anthony's eyes took in every feature. This individual was a female but something was different about her. It was the way she moved that tipped him off. Even her breathing seemed to be out of habit. It held no real purpose except to allow her to speak. He watched as it held no real pattern, something a human most likely. T-shit was a tank to that went just below my bell button. no hiding my cock here. The only problem, as I said before, is that my cock when hard stands up in the air .Every one that came close bumped into it as it hung . The girls could not help but notice it . Kay was the first to notice it, "nice cock" she said. "too bad you have no place to put it around here". it sounded like a threat or a challenge but that started the wrestling match that was not uncommon with Kay and I at home. Of course. The descriptions were so vivid that my cock was soon hard as a rock and the end was leaking pre-cum, making a wet spot in my pants. I had to free it and do what was necessary to relieve the stress. The imagery of two women fucking with dildos, licking the other's pussy and slipping vibrators in and out of each other is paradise and gives me hours of pleasure.I WANT TO BE ABLE TO DO THAT!I want to eat her pussy until she cries for mercy, until her toes curl and her eyes roll back into her head..