Aur horny bhi…Jay: sach ??P: sssss haaa….Jay: ab apni chu chu (chut) par hath rakh kar use sehlao na…..P: ooiuucchh. Karti hu jannuJay: shorts n...kal do na….P: haaa …..P: ab niche ek dam nangu hu mein jaan…..AaaahhhJay: s’s ooooo baal hai ya clean hai meri pyar chu chu…P: baal hai sweetie….Jay: ooooo oo next time clean karna jaanu mujhe clean bahot pasand hai….P: haaa mere raja….Nikal dungi. …Jay: ab apni chu chu kholo aur apne su su karne vale hole ko sehlao na….P: haaP: sssaahh hhhP: aaaahh. After all, they were almost adults now.It was the best of times, the best in Penn's life. He had little to worry about until the year was finished, and he could feel his life opening up as he enjoyed his new freedoms.Tsanja asked him to visit her once a week for private tutoring. Penn didn't really think he needed it, but he readily accepted. Penn had known and trusted Tsanja all of his life, and had always talked to her about his worries, his aspirations. She was like family, but far enough. She was in a blind panic, her bladder screamed at her, it NEEDED to be emptied, her pussy burned and throbbed and pulsed, her legs were shaking as she tried frantically to keep control. Desperately she turned and headed towards Wetherspoons. She could barely walk, it was more of a desperate waddle, keeping her thighs pressed firmly together. She wanted so badly just to drop everything and run, but there was no way her bladder could take it. "Come on, come on," she whimpered to herself, willing. " He laughed standing over them his arms on his hips. He admired the two girls. First he looked at Debbie; tall and arrogant, legs forever her tits hard like melons. Then to Stacey; Barbie blonde, peach ass and ultra waif waist with that shocked freckled goody, goody face.Another voice echoed in the room."Ah Mr Boss good afternoon."A suited dark skinned man had entered the room. The Boss turned and grunted at him. "You're early but your merchandise is ready to go."The man smiled then raised a.