I'm not sure I buy the comment about you having a crush on me but I appreciate the sentiment. I can tell from your letter that you're not the shallow ...erson I thought but I know you can pick and choose when it comes to boyfriends so I won't delude myself that I'm on your short list.As for friendship, yes, I'd like to have you as a friend. I'd like to be able to write to you and talk to you about personal things. We've both learned some hard lessons and that should count for something,. She worked on my arms and fingers and head, even my scalp, then she did my back and shoulders, and finally, she got to my legs and my sore thighs. I felt relief from the soreness immediately. As she massaged my upper legs I felt both hands pressing and sliding up the back of my thigh right up to my bottom, and then her hands would separate and go down the sides of my leg to my knee, and then she repeated the process. As Karen's fingers slid from the top of my thigh to the sides, her one hand. When I started enjoying he gave me another push and inserted the complete nine and half inched cock in my pussy. If he weren’t kissing my lips I would have awaken the whole house. It was paining a lot. Hammad was kissing my lips and pressing my boobs. He started to fuck me slowly. Gradually the pain reduced and I also started enjoying and upped my ass for a nice good fuck. Now he was pumping his cock in and out. He told me that his dream of fucking me some day has come true. I was enjoying a. Because then Sangita would know how bad am I and would go away from me forever.Anyway, Sangita then turned side wise and directly pasting her tits on my belly and her lips on my bare flesh. Seemingly she was sleeping. When I saw a little stream of sweat from my left armpit started to run sliding my bare flesh directly towards my sister's open mouth, I was frozen. Now what shall I do! If the salty sweat got into her lips, she would surely taste the bitter sweat of my armpit with all those.