Her dark skin was a stark contrast to the white sheets and blankets she laid on. She was clutching her University of Texas shirt in her hands. "Oh, sh...t!" I realized the sleeping girl was none other than my best friend's sister. "Shit! I hope no one knows..." I pulled the blankets back over her shoulder, wrapped myself in a blanket, and walked into the hallway to the kitchen. One of the guys that came with us was sitting alone on the couch watching the Food Network. The food repulsed me. I felt. She was proud of her breasts... lush and soft, yet still firm... she could feel her nipples harden... closed her eyes for a moment and began stroking her sides. It was like nobody existed except for her. She felt herself becoming wetter and wetter. Could the auctioneer standing next to her smell her need, she wondered, getting even hornier at that thought."What am I bid for this exquisite creature?," the auctioneer asked, and the bidding began. Voices called out in response to the. I saw your breathing getting heavier, your tongue licking your lips as you placed a hand upon his thigh. I watched as your hand slid higher and heard the gasp as your fingers came into contact with the bulge. I watched with interest as you ran your fingers over the length, and then placed your palm on it, pressing it down, clenching your thighs, trapping his hand as the ripple of the orgasm built within you. That intensity built as you unzipped his pants and your hand slipped inside. It was as. So I checked around to see if anyone is using the light but she was the only one so asked her whether she really want to read the book at this late hour, for which she replied that she is feeling sleepy but want to complete the book as she is going to be in hostel and might not get time to read these kinds of books there due to heavy college work.As reply, I said “I cannot sleep if the light is on, can you please switch it off”She:- “I would switch it off in sometime”Me:- “Okay, pls do it fast.