Mom was rolling on the floor, just inside the room, howling, while Dr. Smathers was clinging to the door to keep from joining her. Mom had a deep, ric... guffaw. Dr. Smathers was more the high cackle type.Together they made an interesting harmony, I guess. I was laughing so hard I could hardly hear anything.I don't know how long it went on. One of us would start to gain control, only to lose it again. Tears were running from my eyes down into my ears! Finally we started to run down, probably out. Besides that the slave didn’t know anything about how to “pick” a woman up, flirt with a woman, or how to tell if a woman might swing “that way”. The slave’s past experience had always been that if it spotted a woman who looked “butch” that there was always or at least most of the time a good chance that they might be gay or bisexual at least but it didn’t want a woman like that. If nothing else it did know that much about what it was looking for. It wanted to find a woman who looked. Ekdam proper figure and ekdam gori with huge assests.Ham dono school time se he ek doosre ko bhot pyar krte the but after 12th ham alag ho gye in different colleges. Ham daily baat krte the phn pe whatsapp pe but milna bhot kam ho pata tha. Ab tak hamne kuch nahi kiya tha dosto. Ye baat kuch do mahine pehle ki hai. Ek din subah main ready ho rha tha college jaane k liye to uska text aaya ki free ho to maine haan mein jawab diya.Then ham dono ne college bunk kr k movie ka plan banaya tab usne. .........as you are starting to fined a rhythm you are eased down on to the bed....."a little bird once told me of your fantasy about two men",says the other man...........opening your thighs he teases your dripping lips with his finger........before pressing himself into you......you feel his size stretching your pussy as you realise how much bigger he is............moaning hard........your spare hand reaches for your clit.........starting to rub hard......you fingers slipping with the mix of.