Main bola dekh tere lund ka intezaam ho gya tu kal hi choot maare gaa mai apne liye apni choot ka intezaam sagar se hai kar ke laaya hoo… Raat mai t...ain mai maari thi choot par maja nahi aaya… Tasalli se maarna chata hoo…. Wo bola dev bhaii tumse to koi ladki pati nahi thi yeh kaise pat gai aur tumne chod bhi lii…. Maine kaha milne par saari kahani bataoongaa par plzz plzzz mera intezaam alag kamre mai kar de jisse usko waha bulakar chod sakoo… Usne mujhe assure karaya ki ho jayegaa tum aao to. His lips reached my neck and with one quick motion he filled me. I had never felt more complete. It was like we were made to fit. I wrapped my arms around him, and hooked my right leg around his bottom, encouraging him deeper inside despite the impossibility. Then he started to thrust, my hips fell into his rhythm, while my fingernails clawed out my pleasure on his back. Ted took his own pleasure out on my neck and shoulders, occasionally finding my lips. My skin tingled everywhere he touched. So she wants to try again, with me – with ground rules that there is to be no full sex, no groping, and that I am to do whatever she asks me to. And with smile, she promises that despite the ‘no fucking’ rule, we will both have a lovely time, as long as I do what she says. She then invites me to follow her upstairs, and shows me into the bathroom, and tells me to have a shower, put on the dressing gown she has left out, and then come back downstairs to the lounge – and tells me not to start. “Jessy, I have missed you so much. You look great.” “Thanks, so do you. You remember Emma, don’t you?” She turned to Emma and gave her a hug. “Of course I do.” Then in a lower voice, “she is your horny neighbour.” The drive back to my apartment was bumper to bumper traffic. We spent most of the time talking about our classes, Steve, Gregg and catching up on some gossip. Emma must have felt a bit outside because when I looked at her through the rear-view mirror she seemed a bit down. When we.