I was more concerned with going into a bad area than anything else so I thought maybe I'd try it. That was 6 months before I got the nerve. Then I tho...ght that a woman can't just walk into a place like that and control the situation from getting brutal or worse.At first I thought to just do the glory hole but as the months passed the thought of going unprotected at my most fertile time like in those black bred stories and movies fed my fantasies, over and over I would fantasize and have dreams. Words that she'd heard countless times sinceher dad had them several years earlier. Her mom never seemed to miss anopportunity to tell Stacy that she would have to help around the housemore. "As if," Stacy grumbled bitterly. And of course, it had all gotten worse since Stacy turned 16 amonth earlier. Now it was not only that she should help more around thehouse, but that since she had her license, she should help more withthe errands and running around. And then... then there was the. Hum dono alag alag pose marte hue kabhi Bhawna ko main peeche se gale lagati hui uski boob par hath rakhti. To kabhi woh mere peeche se meri babydoll utha kar meri gaand par thapad marti.Kabhi main Bhawna ke balo ko pakad uski gaand par maar aise pose deti mano woh meri kutiya ho. Kabhi woh mujhe aise karti. Akash ab badi badi sip peeta hua apni teesri peg khatm kiya. Woh bola: Bass bohut hua… kaafi hai.Humdono ladkiya hasti hui apni tango ko choti babydoll mein lahlahayi. Sari besharmi ko. ..kind of a bastardized version of walk before you run, or something like that, which was the group think amongst teenage girls in my group at the time. There were two hands on either side of my face, gently caressing my cheeks. I was now cupping his balls with my spare hand, gripping and squeezing in unison with my sucking of his cock. I even did the whole make eye contact thing, and he smiled and threw his head back. Damn, if I wasn't a natural! Tim was increasing the tempo and I could hear.