Would he push his tongue into her mouth, feed her his saliva as he played with her tongue ? Would he kiss her neck ? what else would he do ?with these...and other thoughts going through her head, she headed into the shower, settling down into the water to dream on about her latest crush.So immersed was she in her daydreams that she never heard the sound of a vase falling in the living room. she never heard the sound of footsteps, not the light ones of a thief but the heavy ones of a well built. As Benita’s fat cock slid up and down Lisa’s pussy-slit rubbing up against her clitoris, Lisa’s mind started to blank out. Benita forcibly continued the kiss for some time yet. Benita growled her satisfaction of impending victory when Benita felt Lisa not only return the kiss but grind her pussy against Benita’s cock. Yet another unsuspecting woman would soon be speared on her cock, simply because Benita willed it. This was quickly becoming a drug for Benita and she loved the hunt and claiming. Usne kaha kisi ki nahi maine aise hi likha hia mai pahle majak samjhi phir maine jor diya to pata chala ki usne khud woh shayri likhi thi , maine aise hi chedte hue pucha kiske liya to woh kuch nahi bola maine bhi usse jayda jor nahi diya.Kuch dino baad jab mai college se aa rahi thi to woh bhi sath aane laga mai apne scoty me thi woh apne bike chalte chalte hi usne puch kaha ja rhai ho maine kaha mai ghar ja rahi hoon tum kaha ja rhae ho usne kaha mai bhi ghar ja raha hoon college humare ghar. A box of tissues and the stand holding my robe were both close to hand. I cleaned us off - Mom had been right that sex is a messy business - then got back on the bed to cuddle with her."Mmm," as she wiggled her ass against me and pulled my arms tighter around her. We lay there for a few minutes. There are worse ways to spend a Sunday afternoon, so I was content.After about ten minutes, Julia rolled over to face me. I saw her wince a little, which brought back lots of memories of making her.