He lay there motionless for a while and then got up and gave a kiss on my lips and left. I was ordered to clean myself, and I took a piece of cloth an... wiped the pool of cum that has dripped from my pussy. I also wiped my sweaty body.So now it was Shyam’s turn. He climbed over me and started kissing me from head to toe. He was kissing my cheeks, eyes, and lip-locking me. Kissing me over my neck, chest and navel and all. He was taking care just like lovers do and were in no hurry. Only he seemed. T. was my regular reading partner, he lived nearest the dead end and always saw who was walking out there. Every time I walked by he’d end up out there soon after. One day we were hanging out at the old house reading and it got a little too rainy to head back. It was while we were hanging out and reading that he asked me if I’d ever seen a “hard” penis in real life. I told him “no” and asked him if it really shot cum out like in the magazine stories. He said that it had been hard many times in. ." I got interrupted."Stop. I get it. Ok. So, what about the other chick?" Her name is Amber. She went to middle school with me. Back then, she turned out to be my first real crush. We became friends nonetheless. When middle school was over, she gave me her phone number at the time." Did you use it?" No," I answered."What's wrong with you?" Fancy said, hitting me."Ow. Let me finish. About eight years later, I'm at a college football game. We meet up. She had her man too. It was a blowout. She. She also was on the bench seat. She was wearing a black full length winter coat that was undone enough to reveal a mid length skirt and long nylon clad legs. She was entirely over dressed for this little bar. Her legs were crossed and dangled about a foot off the floor. Her coat was parted only enough to allow her some freedom of movement for her legs. I thought I detected a white blouse and some cleavage but I wasn’t sure. I saw her glance in my direction and I nodded a polite hello. She.