This was Katrina. We worked together and always seemed to be flirting, even when it was a little inappropriate. She was wearing a tank top and a plaid...mini skirt. As I invited her in, I heard my phone go off. It was my friend whom I’d been texting with earlier. She said I was lucky to be getting some. She asked me if I’d update her on the progress of the night. I figured, why not! This might be fun.Katrina and I had little to hide. We both knew what we wanted, it just hadn’t come to this. Lindsey was a little sharp with her greeting. “Jasmine! What are you doing slumming among normal people? Shouldn’t you be sipping champagne with your CEO in your private apartment, taking dictation or something?”She surprised us by starting to cry. Not little sniffles, but full on gasping for breath between sobs crying. My girls immediately went into protective mode, taking her into the living room, sitting her down between them on the sofa and hugging her while she cried it out. I made myself. 3rd period, just before lunch, I had math. All we were doing in class was working some rather hard algebra problems on the board, so that wasn't any problem. The problem was Jennifer. Jennifer was sort of my girlfriend. It wasn't really anything official, but we'd been fucking like rabbits for the last month or so. That girl must have been the horniest girl I'd ever met. She just couldn't get enough; no matter how often I fucked her, she was never satisfied. Added to that, she was. ” “ To beta ab sewa ka phal mewa khane ka time aa gaya hai, chal utar kapde”. Phir maine apne kapde utare aur apna lund buddhiya ke hath mein diya, wo boli, “hai to chhota par kaam chal jayega, barson baad chudne ki ichha jagi hai, aaj yeh bhi karke dekh leti hoon” phir usne 2 minute tak mera lund choosa aur boli” Aaah lund choosne ka bhi apna hi maza hai, chal ab thodi si meri chut chat aur uske baad upper aa ja” Maine bhi buddhi ki chut ander tak jeebh daal kar chati buddhi neb hi jam kar.