Bahar kaafi garmi thi to maine poocha ki tumhare ghar mai paani milega to usne hum logo ko upar bula liya. Pooja boli ki upar jana thek nahi to maine ...aha ki daro mat upar chalte hain paani pikar aa jayenge.Pooja mere sath autowale ke ghar ki taraf chal padi. Uska ghar seedhiyan chadkar teesri manjil par tha aur sirf ek kamre ka ghar tha jaha ek purani si khatiya thi jis par chadar aur kuch kapde pade the. Room mai ek ladki ki nangi tasveer bhi thi jiskok dekh kar pooja mujhe dikhane lagi. Phir. . you shove your dick deep in shock to your pussy to feel the uterus ! you said deep , just like me ....automatically for comfort feet lying back to this fucking deep, my hands and I squeeze nipples and rubbing her clitoris over again and again filled pussy ! legs are pushed completely back to the bed , the rebel in your thighs, with gusts fuck your bitch to you breathtaking how deep it is ! take it out and you Alize pussy delicious saliva to flow through pussy to the ass , you start again with. First my arms and legs, then my breasts, then my.... oh what the Hell. ******* I got out of the shower, satisfied that I’d managed to bring myself to orgasm without too much noise, and quickly dried myself off. I caught sight of the underwear Lily had left out for me; a sheer black lace thong and bra set that left very little to the imagination. I looked at them nervously, regretting not taking my beauty therapist's advice and trying the whole no pubic hair thing. Shit! I didn’t want her to. I gasped, covering my mouth, wanting to look away but he grabbed her hand, said something to her then walked away. Hailey blinked, looking paralized. Hailey walked out of the gym, tears falling and I wondered what was wrong. Yeah, I hated her but it wasn't fair to just watch her crying. "Be right back." I said and I looked over at the clock and there was still an hour left of gym so I had a bunch of time. I jumped down six stories of bleachers, landing on my feet and I could feel Josiah's eyes.