Iska saara juice bhi tumne nigal liya lekin tumne abhi tak apne saare badan ko dhak rakha hai. Mujhe apna badan nahin dikhaogi. Wo bahut jyada josh me...n aa chuki thi aur boli, tum jo dekhna chaho, dekh ho. Maine kaha, main to tumhara poora badan dekhna chahta hoon. Wo boli, to dekh lo. Maine kaha, tumne apna badan dhak rakha hai. Wo boli, khud hi khol kar dekh lo.vidhi bhabi khadi ho gayi to maine unke pettycoat ke nade ko dheela kar diya to unka petticoat niche gir pada. Unka sangmarmar sa. Streaks of his goo coated my face, and I felt as though my entire head was plastered with it. The warmth of his seed felt good against my pale skin, and we both just remained silent momentarily as we basked in the afterglow of the experience. It was Jerome who finally broke the silence, and though his tone was more subdued, he still spoke in a dominant manner."That was great. You really took to it, and I can tell you enjoyed it as well."I smiled at his statement, and replied, "Yes, it was. That was my mentality and I am sticking by it to this day. But honestly it was the fact that I could not remember my friends that struck me. I would look at someone that I graduated high school with and not remember who they were. The face was recognizable but I could not put a name to it. I could not put a movie to it. I didn’t even know if I had sex with a girl! I know that I wasn’t a virgin but I could not even remember the last person that I had sex with! I was scared. So I decided to start. Meanwhile, at the high school, things were buzzing. It was a short week because of Thanksgiving, with the last home game of the season coming the day after the holiday. There was a lot of energy in the air and everyone seemed unusually hyped up.Toward the end of lunchtime Kat ran into Olivia, who was looking especially cute in a pink skirt and tight sweater. Before she knew what was happening, Olivia found herself being pulled into a broom closet, fingered, and then made to clean her own juices.