She is fair, 5 feet 8 in and 1 year elder to me. She is blessed with an hourly glass figure and enjoys playing sports. I too was an athlete and had a ...reat body. We grew up together and I being a South Indian and she being a Punjabi couldn’t gel well with the other local kids in Gujarat where both our parents were transferred.We started playing together different kinds of sports, games and hangout very often. We became best friends, started spending time together and had best of our time. Both. We fell into the bed, and between kisses worked hard to remove our shirts, pants, shoes, and underwear. In the process our bodies continually rubbed stoking the fire of our passion. There was no tenderness. It was pure passion-driven prelude to hard sex. I squeezed her beasts and tweaked her nipples. She momentarily grabbed my cock and pulled me toward her. I forced her hand away then switched position to put my face next to her pussy. It was beautiful. The auburn hair was long on her pubic. " Wow! That must have been rough. How old were you?" I was fourteen. Mike was twelve." And you're meeting after nine years at the Astoria? That's great!"June gave a little nod. "Thanks. I just don't know if it'll be the same Mikey. Who knows how he's changed." Everything'll work out. You'll see." I hope so," she said, glancing out the window.June paid the fare, did a quick check of her brown skirt. She took a deep breath, and walked through the entrance of the Waldorf-Astoria.She walked out of. She gasped, lifting her face up to protest, only to have Happy yank her hair, pulling her mouth back to Happy's cunt."You fuckin' her ass?" moaned Happy."Abso-damn-fuckin'-lutely I am!" That's so nasty!" purred the reverend's wife. "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cream your face! Drink my cum! Drink every last drop you filthy dyke!"Happy held Franny's face to her cunt as she bucked on the bed, grinding her juicy cooch into Franny hungry lips. Franny's ass spasmed about my cock, massaging my pecker with.