No more of that, she decided. Time to think about nicer things…like Miles Chatman, who had gym class with her in fourth period and had the most ador...ble calves. They did climbing wall once a week, and she’d spent the last six months admiring the way his legs moved as he strained for footholds. He had cute hair, too, and this really hot way of looking down whenever Leigh looked at him like he wanted to smile at her but was too shy. Leigh slid her right hand down between her thighs and began. I couldn't pretend anymore, I didn’t want to pretend anymore. “Yes” I said shyly, “I love your big cock.” I undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. I slid down Marc’s pants and shorts and stared at his thick hanging dick. I kissed all around his cock and felt his big belly and thick thighs with my hands, before running them up and down his ass. I planted soft, passionate kisses on his hanging shaft, then licked up and down it, covering every inch and feeling every vein with my tongue. “Yeah,. Her hips instinctively arch just a little bit as I reach higher on her thigh. I am still talking to the driver about how best to go from Colaba to Bandra as I begin to rub her pussy through the Salvar. She is struggling to keep from moaning there in the car with the driver and her mother, but I can see she is getting very flushed. Her eyes are closed. Her head is back on the head rest, and her breathing is getting very shallow. I can see the outline of her nipples though the Kameez – or maybe. You pushed your cock in between my legs, just to tease me. I moan as your growing cock hit just the right spot with every thrust. You started to bite my neck harder, working your way up to my ear. “You like that, don’t you, you dirty little girl.” I love it when you talked dirty to me like that. I moaned in response. “What? I can’t hear you.” I smiled, knowing exactly what you were trying to make me do. “Do you like this?” “Oh yes. I love it!” I was clawing into your back so hard. You.