Still looking at the mirror looking at me, Jean flashed a smile. “I suppose the underwear goes too, huh?” she said softly in that angelic voice.�...If you don’t mind,” said I, stroking myself through my pants.Jean smiled again. She turned towards the bed, looked at me and with both hands, quickly pushed the underwear down her legs and away. There she stood, beautiful as always, a birthmark near her navel and light brown hair covering her private entrance.“You are so beautiful,” I said softly. “You. Jis ladki ko bhi isse chudwaane ko milegaa us ladki ko mazaa aajaayegaa. Maine kahaa tum hi chudwakar dekhlo kitna maja milega.maine uska hath apne lund par rakh diya.wo use sahelate huve boli nahi preet chudwaungi to nahi.Ye thik nahi hoga.agar gaurav ko pata chal gaya to bahot bura hoga.wo pata nahi kya sochega.mujhe meri fikar nahi par tumhari barson purani dosti me farak aa gaya to?????? Maine use khinch liya or chumte huve kaha use kaise pata chalega?naa tum use bataogi or nahi main, phir. I unzipped her jacket and played with her tits. she took her jacket off and slid her shirt off too. she was wearing a blue bra with a black trim. i flipped her around and put my hands in her back pockets. she wrapped her arms around me and i looked down at her smiling. she blushed and i kissed her. i squeezed her butt and she grinded on me. she lifted my shirt off and ran her finger up my absf smiling. i pinned her against the door and said," like what you see?" she nodded and bit her lip while. She’s giving me a full show of her pussy fingering.Rose: Mmmmmm.Me: What? Why?Oh God! That looked so hot. She’s showing me purposefully how she is playing with her pussy.Me: What is this? Why are you doing this?Rose: Because I was a jerk and a fool. About you. I shouldn’t have done that with Jason and listened to you. I also dragged you into it. I feel like I hurt you and I’m sorry. I thought about it and. You’re much better than Jason, you’re not a jerk.Me: I…Rose: You’re with Chloe, my best.