A bath of hot oil inside of a tight, smooth grip, a perfect fit, our pubic bones coming together, her hips moving to slide herself on me and to positi...n her hard clit where I would bump it on each deep thrust. I began a slow, steady thrusting motion, a tempo her body quickly recognized and matched, and we spoke no more as we made love… oh sure, a few uttered exclamations, some unintelligible animal sounds, and various words of love and desire, but nothing that bears repeating. Let’s just say we. Thodi er ke baad mai jhad gaya aur uske sarir pe hi lete raha.12 bajne wale the usne muje bola ki ek ghante ke baad use apne ladke ko lene jana hai,to maine bola ki mai tumaha gaand marna chahta hoon.To usne bola ki aaj tak uske pati ne kabhi uska gaand nahi mara hai aur wo mana karne lagi.Bahaut maanane ke baad wo tayar hui par boli ki agar jyada dard hua to nahi karwayegi.Maine use tel lane ko bola.Wo tel lekar aayi pahle to maine 10 min tak uske gaand ko chahta uske baad maine apne ek ungli. "What are you talking about?" asked Sherry. "That's a medicine, not a disease. We learned about that in health class last year. They use it to treat tuberculosis."Sherry was in that group of kids that some classify as "geeks," by virtue of the fact that they pay attention in class, do their homework, and get good grades. Sherry was being raised by a single mom, who worked two jobs to support Sherry and her brother, who was a couple of years younger. Sherry had no intention of living that kind. I had just turned and started up the drive when I heard Jane Mathers calling me from the other side of the cul-de-sac. I stopped, pulled the shirt down more, despite the fact that it had no further to go down. She chatted and asked about how the ‘big night’ went. I forgot I had mentioned to her about Sharon’s Boutique. I blushed and she got the right impression immediately, even if that wasn’t my intention. I just knew our ‘big night’ was going to make it around the neighborhood by the end of.