“We can make a quick stop to pick up a pair. Maybe a few pairs.”Another vision flashed through my mind of her watching me put on the swimming trun...s. Her expression was heated and her eyes riveted on... I shivered from the thought. “I ... um ... I don’t know. I don’t have a lot of spare cash on me.”She smiled. “It’s cool. I don’t mind.” She removed her hand from my leg and patted the dash of her car affectionately. “It’s not like I can’t spare a little money for my new friend.”New friend? I. One particular weekend, I thought of something naughty. I texted Mahika:“My place at 10. I have something amazing to show you.”“Okay.” came the reply.I saw her as she parked her moped in the Apartment Parking and took the lift to the 7th floor. I walked into my flat. Kashish was cleaning the other room, probably cum-stains from the last night (the load was just too much for her pussy). The doorbell rang.I welcomed her to the living room. “So? What did you want to show me?” she said as she sat. I'd hit him hard – real hard.A glance back at the fire told me that despite the sharp crack of the rocks to his head the other men remained unaware of the plight of their comrade.Crouch and wait. Crouch and wait.One of the other men finally rose and moved in my direction. He entered the copse of trees and almost immediately saw his friend on the ground next to the tree he'd chosen as his urinary target. He bent to awaken what he probably thought was his drunken buddy, and he too slipped into a. My legs are long and straight and my Café au lait skin is smooth and pretty. My pussy, hidden behind all of that hair is barely visible, but seems okay, and my ass is round, big, and bouncy. Maybe Kyle can tell me if I am attractive to a man. The boys certainly want to touch me, but they just grab and grope which repels me. Of course Kyle doesn’t make things easy for me wearing those tight stretchy warm-ups, with his hard little ass, legs like steel, rock-like abs, and that mysterious package.