He slid his hand under her T-shirt to squeeze her breasts again. He squeezed them hard and gave the nipples a pinch.“Take me upstairs now,” she sa...d to him, standing up and leaning into him.Upstairs. To her apartment where he spent so many nights. So many nights—listening to her problems, fixing her computer, ordering stuff for her online, chatting endlessly with her roommate while she fucked a guy in her room.“You’re not forgiven yet,” he said.She laughed at that and resumed her position,. She: mujhe nhi pata.Me: ab nakhre mat karo aa bhi jao.She:acha theek hai par sirf ek baar.Me : haanFir maim use chachi k kamre mein le gya aur use bed pe thaka de diya.She: kya kar rahe ho yehMe: bhook mita raha hoonShe: dekho baat sirf kiss ki hui thi.Me: maine kab kaha k main tumhara rape karne wala hoon?She : abababa tu tu mmm tumhara kya pata .. Aaaa!Uske yeh kehte hi main uske oopar let gya aur use zor se lips pe chooos diya. Pehle to wo nahi kar rahi thi par dheere dheere comfortable ho. He changed his direction of his walk away from the ocean, to a surf shop down the street.Traveling sucked. Always and always. He never wanted to go. He didn't like leaving his house for a full work day, no less for a whole two weeks. At least the hotel was nice. He fought this trip enough for them to spring for a hotel on the beach. He crouched out of the shuttle bus. As it left him at the door to the hotel a warm ocean breeze pushed away the cloud of exhaust. Patches of sun pushed down through. Her bare pussy glistened with her juices. Pre-cum now constantly oozed out of my little slit, and ran down over Jill’s hand and my balls, as Jill continued to stroke my cock and I stared at Carol’s fetching body. I had my arm around Jill’s waist as she put her head on my shoulder and slowly pumped my manhood. Carol got on her knees and licked my balls, Jill’s slick hand, and the swollen, head of my cock. Carol stood, leaned over me, put her hands on the couch behind me, pushed her wet, pre-cum.