I pull you in tighter and you feel my rock hard cock through my trousers against you, you can feel it growing by the second. You pull away and say “...C’mon lets get going, i need you to sort my pussy out”The drive to yours seemed to take forever but was only a few minutes in reality. Your skirt has risen up and i can see your stocking tops and soft thighs, you catch me looking and deliberately move your hand between your legs, you slide it down the front of your panties and from the sound you. I could not believe that its already 20 years since we met first time in our +2. Well, he is Samir and we were buddy since our college time. We were into friendship like two person one heart. We used to share everything and like other teen age people, we mostly used to discuss about sex and politics in our college. Because of our Indian tradition or you can say it as a cultural impact.We hardly get any chance to mix up with girls especially in all small towns in our country. Frustration and. I couldn't tell her she hurtmy feelings by saying my dick was too tiny for her to even feel.Grace began to console me. "It's okay Danni. Really. Besides I was alittle sore anyway. You'd have probably hurt me if you'd gone inside ofme. Let's just cuddle. Maybe we'll try again later. Okay?"She was unaware that I'd even been inside of her. I wouldn't be able toget it up now no matter what, so I simply said, "Sure. That'd be fine."She snuggled up to me, kissed me on my cheek and said,. I knew what she wanted to do and I also knew I wouldn't last a damn minute if she did. I stayed propped up on my elbows with my back arched to let her slide down and I could feel the softness of her stomach as it brushed the underside of my shaft and eventually a smooth, warm heat engulfed my dick as my mom opened her mouth and took me in. She held onto me with one hand, braced my hip with the other, and slowly swirled her tongue around my swollen head as she sucked gently. Her hand on my shaft.