Ana edged closer, feeling a strange attraction. With some encouragement she finally reached out and gave Jackie’s rear a gentle tap.“No, Ana, like...this.” Another hard slap from Kat’s soft hand.Soon Ana had forgotten her inhibitions and gotten fully into it, pouring out all her frustrations on Jackie’s poor ass, which bloomed a rosy pink. When she finally paused, Kat asked “Now didn’t that feel good?” and Ana nodded.Kat pulled off Jackie’s blindfold. There were tears in the corners of her eyes,. When we were in our last 2 years at school that was around the time we all started going to parties, drinking, smoking and shagging. I say this but we were not all lucky enough to be having sex then. This is the story of my mate who gained a nice little reputation that lead to him fucking quite a few girls in our year. Id missed a few of these parties but I had heard some of what went on on the Monday morning at school where the details and gossip was plentiful. Any I was to get my first taste. Thanks for all your comment on my previous two story. This is not my story but i took it from other site, enjoy reading it and give me your feed back. The next two weeks felt as though they were the hardest and most exhausting of Sada’s life. She practiced hard, reminding her body of so many things she no longer used. Her muscled ached constantly, she slept like the dead, and she almost drifted off in her classes. At night, despite being exhausted, she dragged herself off to the club to watch. Then in a flash he pinched her right waist line and she in a reaction to it lifted her back. Now her boobs dangled in front of his face. She pleaded again and again to leave her in English, He aaahhh! Your boobs is like raspuri mango and in yellow colour it looks like a ripe fruit I want to savor in Kannada, He, aaa nin molae olle raspuri hannang idhe, thinnakae haldhi coloralli maaghid hannang gidhe. Savi baeku irrae.He smiled at her helpless look and drowned his face into her deep valley.