Aur me chup chap so gaya aur mujhe nind aa gayi.But thodi der me mujhe lga ki koi mera lund sehla rha hai aur me natak krne lga ki me so rha hu aur me...e halke se apni ankhe kholi to mami ne mera lund pakad rkha tha aur pant k upar se sehla rhi thi aur mere pant tent me badal gaya tha aur mujhe bda maza aa rha tha to mene koi harkat nhi ki aur waise hi pda rha. Fir mami se rha nhi gaya to mami ne mere pant me hath dal dia aur pakad kar bahar nikal dia aur mujh se galti se mera lund hil gaya aur. One problem is interrupting. Back to the intelligence concept, most of the time when someone was speaking my mind was about 5 or 20 words ahead of him or her. Throw in the hyper part and I just jumped in before I should. This is not a recipe for making lots of friends and developing good social skills.So there I was, a highly intelligent child (later in life I tested at the 97th percentile. One point below Mensa material) with a mind I could keep to one subject for only very short periods of. " Toni temporized. "Are you telling me that Sheldon was the guy you liked but got rid of because he was screwing someone else?" Yeah." Sylvia munched on her sandwich for a moment. "Since we talked that day, I've thought about what you and Ned said." Uh huh?" Through a mouthful, Toni tried to make that sound encouraging."When it happened, he said we hadn't discussed any rules, he hadn't known how I felt, and he was right." What happened, really?" Well, I realized, one Wednesday, that he must. "Mmm fuuu....." Her stomach ached for him, the scarf gliding between her legs, he knew her, God, he knew her....It took an eternity for the slow drag of silk on her pussy to train upward.Upward externally and mentally, also upward internally. How could such a simple cloth feel like the hardness she now yearned for with such amplitude. Again and again over her body. Ohhhh! Over her face veiling her in silk, lust and the scent of her own body. Tingling lips shivered at the touch, her mouth.