She spread her legs a little more and sat on the rest of it, her blonde hair mixing with his copper colored bush. I stroked her clit, hard as a pebble... and ran my finger around her inner lips, stretched around that thick meat. "You see, Lil," Steve said to her, "Plenty of room, I'll bet you could go for getting both of us at the same time." He pulled me up so Lil could reach for my hard dick, her hand playing with it, "How about if Bill here slips it in the back door? Ever get it both ways at. Would you prefer I not tell you the truth?”“No,” I replied, “I wouldn’t.”“Just for once look after number one first,” he said.“I will mate, and thanks.”Mike walked off in the same direction as Kathy had and I turned and headed for home.Just as we finished tea, Cal’s Mum came round from next door.“Hi, David,” she said as she sat down in the living room, “Cal’s next door waiting for you.”“Thanks,” I replied, “how is she?”“Nervous,” she replied, “but I suppose it’s only to be expected.”“Why?” I. . Wo bol pati isse phle maine uske lips apne me lock kr diye n jor2 se kiss krne lga. .Maine uske sir ko pakad liya tha tki chura na paye phr mai sari k upr hi uski choot dhundne lga. . N then hanth pherne lga. . Wo garam hone lgi thi sanse tez2 chal rhi thi ahh ahhh dhime2 usne moaning start ki. . Maine beech2 me uske dabana b chalu kr dia. . . Maine lips dur kiye. . Wo boli pls ye galat h. . Mai fingure rub tez2 krne lga uski choot pe. . Wo boli pls par mai kaha sunne wala tha pehle br koi. This lets me know that people are enjoying the story.-If you like specific pages of this story, please click the thumbs up button on those pages, this lets me know which pages people like best, and I can hopefully use that knowledge to become a better author and write more of what you enjoy.-If/When you decide to leave feedback for an author, think of it this way: Writers LIVE for words of encouragement, "Thumbs Up" "Favorites" and other forms of positive feedback. Its like crack for writers,.