Us din vo ek black top , black stockings me ayi mai to ussr dekhte he pagal ho gaya . Uske sath kuch der me bed me baitha raha baat kari then I approa...hed her started kissing her lips vo bhot soft the mai kafo der unhe lick karta raha aur fir usne apni tongue mere muh me daal de aur mughe lick karti rahi 15 min tak hum aise he rahe fir maine uske boobs par hath rakh kar unhe dabana shuru kara dhere se hum bed pat late gayr maine uska top shoulders se utar diya aur uske boobs dabate hue uski. " She strode to the bar leaving me hanging. Whatdid she tell Darcy? Another glass of white wine appeared."A little naivete, innocence, whatever too. Darcy began to report back to methe new girls arriving on the chat. She gave them the once over for me. Icalled one or two. Suspicious, perhaps too butch, one that I saw was justugly. Then you." She let it hang again, toying with her wineglass."When I spoke to you you sounded so uncertain of yourself. And such a sweetvoice. Childlike. When I saw. She rolled over on her back and slowly floated backwards toward me. I could stare long and hard at her since she was facing the opposite direction. Her nipples were standing out hard in the moonlight.“Just look at all the stars.” she said, “It’s absolutely beautiful tonight. I’m so glad I came over, I feel so much better. Screw Jason and all of his bullshit!” I couldn’t agree more, it was a beautiful sight. This young lady, so absolutely comfortable in her nudity, so absolutely free of. So you could say, we spend some quality fun time together. We grew found of each other. Had interesting conversations. Shared lots of interests. After a while, we only split on date nights: Me with some young girl. She with guys every guy that said yes. I fucked a lot of those girls. And sometimes even their mothers. And not as often as I liked their grandmothers. Mum came back home alone. Always. Drunk and frustrated. I often had to nurse her hangover the next day. Or carry her drunk body into.