I pursed my lips. And I was doodling in my notebook. "Bad boy," I think I wrote. Very, very bad boy.**My non-major courses in college sucked. I was wh...zzing my advertising courses and business management classes, but things like History and Polysci were the death of me. I'd spend the entire time imagining elaborate ways to torture men or writing short stories about kidnappings and turning boyfriends into sex slaves.That quarter I was between relationships, rushing a sorority and on the tennis. It didn't take long, a few strokes, and the image of Hughes bent over a desk, before a healthy amount of pre oozed from the tip and rolled across her fingers lubricating her shaft. But she didn't notice. All she could think of was Hughes, her fiery red hair and long legs.More pre rolled from the tip of her cock and she swung a finger through it and then slipped it between her pussy lips, mixing her juices. Mmm ... There's always so much. She squeezed her cock tighter and continued stroking and. Ragini bilkul Shushmita sen jaise dikhti thi ek dum fair thi .phir dophar ko 2 baje ragini aa gae mere ghar pe or thoda time bad chirag ghar pe aaya usne mujse pucha ye kon he par jaise hi wo under aake betha mere pass sofe pe maine usko mere or khich ke ek bahot lambi kiss ki to ragini dekhiti hi rah gae usne bola tu ye kya akr rahi he to miane bola dekh tera or mera husband kuch karte nahi hamare sath pura din paise ke piche bhag te he to main chirag ke sath sex karke enjoy Kar leti hu phir. " The young business accountant sat on the edge of the wide comfortable bed and wept into her crumpled up sweat towel that had become almost a "baby" blanket of sorts.Doreen ran to the door and flung it open because Cynthia had just called to tell her she would be right over to view the damage."Opening the door in your bikini, that's a bit risky even for you, girl!"Doreen giggled.She spun around and bent over to display the offending white stripes that looked like two landing strips on the.