"I know that smell from somewhere?" "Smell like pussy!" The class burst out into laughter. "I mean vagina," she snapped back. Now she was standing rig...t over me. "Joney, isn't it?" I acknowledged, "Yes, Ms Homer, Joney." "Someone needs to teach you feminine hygiene." I could have just died right there. Then she told Sarah to take me to the ladies room and clean e up, and teach me to use a pad next time." Sarah and I went to the ladies room. I went in without even thinking I was not suppose to. "After three months of this kind of dating -- going out then returning to either my place or hers and going to bed -- I realized that things were getting far too serious for me to stay in school, and continue seeing her. I was getting behind because she expected me to be at her beck and call every night. I was also beginning to wonder why we made the pretense of going out in the first place. Obviously, we were both in it for the sex, but I felt like she was trying to make me feel more.The less. As he entered the club, he was all but mugged by the girls waiting therein. Either they had never seen a sailor before, or business had really been ugly for the past several years. They began grabbing for his crotch unmercifully while cooing sucky fucky overtures that would entice only the most desperate souls. He was taken aback and stumbled backwards back onto the busy street with both hands in his pockets protecting his over ripe assets. Dazed, he turned back towards from whence he came only. Her size is 36.she wears her saree below her belly button.all time it will be visible.totally she looks like hema malini. To start my story.i used to sleep beside my mom from my childhood till 9th class.whole thing what i am going to say happened in her sleep. From my 5th class,my likeness towards my mom started.i dont know anything about sex and what things girls will have.no special attraction.but when i see my moms navel i always want to kiss them on her belly button.lick her hole on white.