"Shhhhh," I whisper as I nibble your ear. "No one will know." I finish opening up your pants and I grasp your glory in my right hand. So hard, hot and...willing to be buried deep within me. I instantly feel my cunt start to water, I need that cock so fucking bad. I scoot up a bit further, my skirt hiking up enough that I can slide your cock head along my wet slit, giving us the lubrication we need to make this happen. I lean in towards your body as I lower myself onto you. "Oh fucking God" I. Dirty as well as arousing. Then he started rubbing it on my lips. It was an odd sort of feeling, my lips closed together and feeling the hot rod on my lips.“Oye mun khol” he asked“Nahin upper se hee ker le” I told him“Chal zaban to baher nikaal” he saidI took out my tongue and rubbed his dick on my tongue tip.” hath se pakar to le lun” he requestedI held his dick from the upper part and was amazed to feel the girth, hardness and heat. I was only used to holding my dick and my fingers will. She opened her eyes a bit and went back to sleep.After 5 minutes, I put my hand on her thighs and started pressing her boob with my right hand. Slowly, I was now massaging her boobs with my hand inside her t-shirt and above her bra. I was now massaging her inner thighs using my left hand.Then I slowly reached her pussy and started rubbing over there. Due to these actions, she started breathing heavily. I understood that she was not asleep and was enjoying. I took this as a green signal and. Her father was a linguistics professor; naturally he'd be going to a conference. She moved closer to me to the point that our thighs were touching. "I kind of like you," she said. "Like, really, really like you." Her face started to go a bit red. Who knows how long she was waiting to confess this? "I've been thinking about it since the beginning of December, but felt weird about it." "Well, that makes things a lot easier," I said. "Though... well. You're still in high school. I don't know if I.