.Aaaaahhhhhh..May ye sunke or jor se dabane laga or usko kiss karne laga maine uskii saree bhi utar di ab vo sirt bra n panty may thi red n blue bahot...sexy lag rahi thii maine apne mobile pay uske photo nikale or phir hay shuru ho gaya maine uske chut ko hatt lagaya ommgggg uski panty puri gili ho chuki thii mere hat pura bheg gaya maine usko chata or uski panty ke under hat dalke chut ko maslne laga vo or jor say mon karne lagi kehne lagi chodo muze mere raja bana do muze apne lund ki diwani. I felt some gagging as he fucked me, but it wasn't too bad. I got a little teray eyed, and felt a tear roll down my cheek as he used me. I tried pulling out to catch my breath, but he pressed harder on the back of my hand, and I got that distinct smell that men give when they are about to cum. I felt his body tense up, and push down hard, so I pushed my face forward, touching his balls with my lips as he fucked me. He began grunting, and I felt his dick pump inside of my mouth. I felt warm. There was a very beautiful looking sexy girl in my class, let’s call her Disha. Her figure was just something that anyone can loose control after seeing her. Girls use to wear shirt and skirts which was a bonus to us. She normally used to wear skirt higher than any other girl revealing her shining thighs every now and then. I liked her a lot and wanted to fuck her hard and suck her boobs like anything. She was a friend of mine and at that time I think she also liked me but we never confessed it. The opening act finished and after an agonizing twenty minutes the lights cut out again, and the crowd screamed with excitement. The audience was pretty diverse but there were a lot of young girls there chaperoned by their fathers, who looked equally excited but for very different, hornier reasons. Katy made her entrance with a bang, singing Roar, but in a pretty unrevealing costume - I was disappointed. That however, changed quite quickly. After the first four songs she made a costume change.