Marla dissented, making her hair short and boyish. She did it to piss the rest of them off, she hated them so. I suppose that was what drew us togethe... in the end. She wanted something different and I sort of understood her motives. That’s all there is in life, really. Motives, ambitions. I could spin this as a romance story, but I’d hate to lie. It was simpler than that. She and I were at a party the first time we met. I don’t know who put it on or for what occasion. I doubt she knew either.. " Marisa and Mike were very careful about their sexual adventures. Promiscuity did not turn them on, nor did coarseness. If Bekki was going to cheapen their experience by saying too much, Marisa would not hesitate to simply walk out. She waited to see where Bekki was going with her line of conversation. "I told Gilberto, too. We're very particular about who we play with but we'd already talked about how interested we were in experimenting with the two of you. So, when I told Gilberto I'd. Any way one day she came with a very deep blue sari with matching blouse i just saw her and cant remove my eyes 4m her . She smiled wildly at me seeing my situation . After her work and time was already 2pm and i just slept so she came to me and slept beside me and watched tv .suddenly i turned my side and my body touched hers and my face came close to her face so that she can sense my breath . After watching my face 4 some time she kissed in my lips lightly . And then she kept kissing my lips. But then again she was new.. she chuckled and moved on.. on her way to the car, she couldnt help notice a car shaking vigorously a few yards away. She didnt know if she should, but she decided to go check it out. In the darkness and the cold, she saw the condensed windows of the Chevy, and feet spread in a spread-agle fashion.. Her pussy began to tingle, she inched further and checked it out. She moved to the front of the car, only to glance at a muscled black butt going up and down ina.