She had a brand new Nancy Drew book and she had planned on reading it tonight.Not that she'd admit she still read Nancy Drew. But the stories were so ...uch fun to read, and then daydream about being there ... doing the things Nancy and her friends did ... going the places she went.Now she had to be here with that boy ... the one who hung around with all those kids who did all the acting in the school plays, and sang in all the concerts. How did you talk to a boy who wore makeup sometimes? He had. Pyar sirf rishto ko hi nahi balki iss duniya mein charo taraf jo kuch bhi tumhe dikh raha hai woh sab iss pyar se hi srishti hua hai.Unhone fir ek safed paper laayi aur usme do chote chote circle draw kiya aur kahaMaa: Maan le ek circle hai pyar aur dusra circle hai rishta. (aur pyar ke circle se ek arrow rishtey ki circle par le gayi.) Aab dekh pyar se yeh arrow rishto ko janam de raha hai?Main: Haa.Maa: Hum log iss rishtey ki circle se ulti taraf uss gehre pyar ke circle ki taraf jaa rahe. My knickers drop to my ankles and I step out of them, the last vestments of cover for such a sensitive female organ, an organ for pleasure and procreation, any man could go inside you and put a his baby into you, his sperm and my eggs lying in wait, my God even the thought of being fertilized makes me gag for cock.I walk across to them, my skirt still over my hips, my cunt exposed as I brush against his leg, 'You going to Fuck or what', as I starts to gyrate on his thigh.My girlfriend breaks. .We worked our hips back and forth in perfect union while I stayed deep inside her, very deep. With every movement the ridge on the head of my cock rubbed her pleasure spot…The way she used my cock was masterful as if she had trained her entire life to please me. We fit together was as if our bodies were made for each other... meant for each other. Her pussy was a perfect sheath for my rock hard saber and when she kissed me, it was as if our mouths melted and became one. We came together… my.