Fir wo khud ane lagi.. Muze to pahle se hi achi lagti thi aur akela shdi shuda hone ki wajah se land kabi b taiyar hi rahta tha .. Par pahal karne me ...ar lagts tha…Ek din aisehi chutti me mai kuch kam ki wajah se gaon nhi gaya dopahar ko wo sabji dene ke bahane mere ghar ayi… Fir maza lene lagi chutti me ghar nahi gaye udhar hamari bahan yani meri bivi tadap rahi hogi.. Aur idhar tumko b lambi chutti aur hasne lagi mai b hasne laga ..Fir wo bolne lagi are yar bole kam se kam se hamare paise pe. We’d all gone to an Indian Restaurant on Brick Lane the night before where Crystal had booked a table for everyone and most of us had rather too much to drink. Well, I did anyway. The restaurant was jam-packed from wall to wall, so it was a miracle that Crystal had managed to book a table for so many of us, but I guess she just called in a favour like she so often did. Crystal was obviously anxious about the coming American tour. She sat between me and Judy, and spoke pretty much equally to. "Shit," I repeated all the way home."Hi," she said brightly.It was less warm this Wednesday but the rest of my year were still acting like loons on the other side of the hedge."You missed a lousy party," she admitted, "you made the right decision not to go." I'm sure any party that you were at couldn't have been all that bad," I said.I got a nice smile back for that remark. She sat down close beside me and started chatting again. Looked like I had been forgiven."Wait for me at the school. The woman would push the dildo deep into her and then pause for a second as she moved it from side to side. Then she would pull it almost all the way out, so far that the tip would just brush the girl’s lips. Then it would shove back in causing a low moan each time. Emi was rapidly building now. She reached out to the woman’s shoulders and pulled her down on top of her. Their two bodies came together with the woman continuing to pound the girl. Emi was holding on for dear life as the cock.