" It was. I took in her smell. She had that smell that a woman gets. I smelled perfume but I also smelled warmth, comfort, and something else. I could...feel her leg and arm on my side and I was intoxicated with her nearness and what I hoped was about to happen.I pondered her looks for a moment. Her face had a classic Greek look. Her neck was slim, with black shoulder length hair she was rather breathtaking. Her lipstick and light makeup accentuated her features which were very even. Her mouth. If you are from the UK you would know that cricket matches between schools n universities are a big deal and so the story begins there it was the end of the cricketing season and the final was approaching Iqra at that time was secretly dating one of the batsman of her school team Kevin a white boy with jet blonde hair but they had not done anything apart from kissing and feeling her up from over her clothes. As luck would have it the school team got in the final and the opponents team had. The following week there was a family meeting three of the girls (the three youngest) had missed their periods, excuse me, had no-one ever thought of contraception, so here I am getting screwed by everyone and now three of my sisters-in-law are pregnant, oh happy days, I spoke to the girls asking them if it may be a good idea if they at least used condoms from here, they all shook their heads, if I could get the three youngest pregnant, I could get the rest done as well, seems they all wanted a. She brought her lips down on his and the kissed passionately, faces melding. And in that kiss she climaxed, her quaking body in her arms and her vagina contracting wildly, the kiss, muffling out their moans.She held on to the feeling and fixed her feet firmly on the floor. Then she rose and fell, impaling herself on his penis: a hard solid fucking, a different universe to the gentle rocking, love-making only minutes ago. She continued briskly, moaning loudly, stealing Dave of his mind, reducing.