. but I've got a woody that won't quit." Her cheeks turned red. Then the most lascivious smile I had ever seen broke out across her face. "Wanna dance..." She said, her voice was low and husky. Translated it sounded like she'd said, "Wanna fuck?" I took a lingering peek down the front of her dress. "They're all mine." "I can see that." Her hand brushed over my hardon. “And that's all you too," she stated matter-of-factly. "Nothing fake about us," I said with difficulty, for my throat was dry.. She had nice, firm breasts in the b-cup size and being a platinum blond, she had matching pubic hair, a bit thick. We'd have to do something about that soon. I had an idea there already.I reached up with my left hand and grabbed her ponytail. I lifted her head up so I could watch her face as I reached my right hand between her legs. I'd actually never felt another girl's pussy before and this was very exciting. I could feel the warm moist heat from her as I cupped her mound. She groaned softly. I made sure no one could recognizeeither of us by pushing my face into his and French kissing him thewhole length of the corridor, and that's how we arrived at the doorto his suite, still wrapped up in each other, Vince carrying me andsliding in and out of me with each step. I came twice, and thenagain while he jiggled his pockets for his keys. And once we gotinside?Laurie never once asked me why I came home so late and so tiredevery night that summer. Why we never went anywhere ourselves,. Aap ko batho di mera 3 story aachuka jiska muje kafi aacha response mila. My previous 3 story title is 1) Diwali holiday in badlapur2) Jab mein t.y.b.com mein tha3) Net connection lagthe lagthe ussne mera saath connection joda (part 1 and 2) aur yeh mera 4 story hai. Yeh story mere ek friend jisne muje mail kiya or bola ki aap mera real story iss mein dal sakthe hai mein bola real hai toh dalunga naki friction or fake kyu ki muje fake story bilkul naa pasand hai. Toh dosto aab mein aaka time na.