“Alright Chelle, how’s it going?”I ran my fingers through my blonde hair, tucking a loose strand behind my ear.“It’s good.”I opened my bag...and showed her the pot of pink hair dye.“Lizzie Ferris gave me the rest of her hair dye. I’m going to dye my fringe when I get home.”Holly laughed. “You do know your mother will kill you.” She had a point. I might have been almost eighteen and saw myself as an adult, but I was still my mother’s little baby girl. I still shuddered at the memory of my mother. I- iss ma kaya muskil ha abhi pata kar lo .mana us ka hat pakar ka mari sadhi ma sa panty ma gusa ka mari balo sa bhari choot pa la gaye or ragarna laghi or boli dakh lo mari choot bhot garam the or who mari jatho pa har phara pir bhar nikal lea or bola .. Bunty-ap ka tho bhot bada ho gaya ha . I-thabhi tho thumko ko save karna ko bol rahi hu. Bunty-par kaya app mujsa save karva loghi ,mana or kuch bhi kar lea tho . I-or kuch kaya karogha ,bolo na .mari chudhai ya gand maro gha .,mara moo sa. Though they were slightly nervous Brian soon suggested that we might as well get on with what we had got together to do, in our family room I had already put a couple of foam mattresses on the floor (we used them for swingers parties), I dimmed the lights a bit and put on some soft mood music. I slowly undressed Anne while Brian did the same for Kate, I started to slowly make love to Anne taking my time and putting on a show for the two of them slowly kissing and licking my way all over her. It was muffled,but obious.Then he felt his trousers being pulled down.He heard whispering, and the sounds of kissing,and moans of pleasure. Then many hands were on him.On his face,on his ass, and on his cock. He felt his cock dissappear into a wonderful wet mouth ,and a toungue playfully flick the head.Somebodys wet finger passed over his anus,and he gasped.The head on his cock bobbed upand down. I knew he was loving it.Then the wet finger found his anus,and rubbed it in a circular motion.Still.