Din bhar training session hua toh thalang bhi ho gyi thi. Kareeb 7 bje shaam ko main apne room me aake aaraam krne laga. Fir 8 bje mukti ka call aaya ... sir main bahar ghumne ja rhi hu. Mai e kaha ok chli jao. Kuch aur ladies aayi thi training me toh unse uski friendship ho gyi thi. Mai leta rha. Kareeb 15 min baad fir uska call aaya k sir aap toh nhi ja rhe ho kahin ghumne maine kaha kyu? Toh boli fir sath hi chal denge mujhe kuch shopping krni hai. Maine socha fir haan kr diya . Ready hone k. It was time to take it up a notch. I stopped, pulling my fingers out of her dripping slit, and reached for my leather belt. I looped it over once, and snapped it like I used to when I was a kid trying to impress the other kids. Her head jerked around and her flashing eyes and grinning mouth told me everything I wanted to know. I stood beside the bed, looped belt in hand, and examined my canvas.Her bottom had a nice red sheen to it, as well as a mixture of semen and sweat. I aimed carefully, as. The way the van was set up was that there were 2 front seats with a space in the middle and then 2 back seats that were the 2 nd row with another gap in the middle that lead to the back seat, it could easily hold 7 people total. He laid down in his plain shirt and jeans, having her climb on top of him. She was in a cotton skirt that went almost to her ankles, it was black, the same color was her top. Purposely wearing the skirt, in her mind it would cover up her butt and keep their love making. “He felt I needed to get out and start living my life again.”“And in that at least, he was right,” Valerie said, having not always agreed with the older man. “So what was the problem?”Before she answered, Bree glanced around her to make sure no one was too near. No one was, but even so, she pulled Valerie off to an empty alcove where they could talk in private.“Because it didn’t take long for me to realize that all any of the men that asked me out were looking for was to take me to bed,” Bree.