.unhone mere baal kichne shuru kar diye..dhodi der baad maine unka naada khol diya..aur unki panty me hath dal diy..unhone mujhe marna shuru kar diya....magar chila nahi rhi thi mine unki pajami khichi aur unki chute ko chatne laga..bbhi bilkul pagal ho gayi..unhone mujhe late marne shuru kar di..then maine unhe kisi terah pakda aur sehlane laga..mgar shayad unhe maj nahi aa raha tha..kyunki mera kund bhaiya ke lund se chota aur patla tha… Jab maine unko babhon me pakda tb mujhe laga ki b babhi. Sally loved everything about college life. She loved the classes, the social life, the dorm — even the school cafeteria! She was making plenty of friends with the other women in the dorm and in her classes, and she seemed to love them, too.And I think she loved me. I hadn't so much as looked at another woman since we'd come back from the island. Well, that's not literally true. I looked at plenty of women –- some of them with great admiration. I wasn't dead, and I was still a guy. But none of. I was dissapointed but I respected what she was saying, ‘Promise’, I asked, Sarah sat up for a moment, ‘Yes I promise, on the way home tonight’, I relaxed thinking about it as the alarm sounded …. Both girls got up and were milling about in the kitchen, I heard the shower going and I dozed off, I stirred and saw Sarah come into the front room, she was wearing her uniform, she sat on the edge of the armchair, she didn’t have any underware on, I quickly knelt between her legs and pushing her. No way !!!! Dissappointed, I placed my hand on his cock again and moved it up and down his entire shaft, I felt its twitching, Abit was watching my reaction.Suddenly he stood up , pulled me on my feet and picked up and took me to bathroom , what is his plan , I wondered , I knew he would not **** me , If I said no he would stop.He gave me a quick bath cleaning away all the oil, washed, dried and took me to the bed, I have been trembling all the while with fear and anticipation and did not utter.