Uzma mujhay daykhtay he foran aik taraf say chader utha ker khud ko cover kernay lagi James nay usay kaha k yahi hay mayra cozn and friend wo boli yah...dhoka hay tu wo bola dhoka kaysa randi tayray leay paysay deay hayn ziyada tur turn a ker warna mayn is sab ki class main bta don ga bhol jaon ga main nay chup rayhnay ka koi wada kia hay. Or phr us ki college wali bat main nay uzma ko batai.Uzma ki ankh main ansu a geay phr boli ok per main aik time main dono ko serve naheen keron git u main bhi. Our hormones started to tickle and we were once again in our birth suit and ready fuck the hell out of each other.I hugged her from her back and hold her boobs softly. She moaned lightly with the tenderness of my touch. She closed her eyes and just said, “Hmmm”.I started playing with her nipples and kissing her shoulders. Now, I increased the speed of pressing her boobs and she increased her moaning sounds. And she rolled me over and took control over the act.Now she was charged up and wanted. But to each his own and all that. Pussy... or whatever, is great for some people.”“Or whatever,” I joked. “I do really love tits—and pussy can be great—but personally I'm more into butt-holes, guys or girls.”“Now we're getting somewhere!” Kyle exclaimed and gave me the look of pure intrigue as he stirred his drink. “Even more personal, now... I'm getting the sense that you're a top. Do you ever bottom?”“Oh yeah! I'm probably more of a bottom than anything. It just depends on the situation or. One hand gripping the cheek of Linda’s ass Maura’s other hand plunged noisily in and out of Linda’s pussy, two glistening fingers pistoning between Linda’s swollen lips. Linda tried desperately to bite back her yells as she reached the first of several orgasms, afraid that some lingering staff would hear. At first she succeeded, but they soon resorted to a mouthful of her own balled up panties to quiet her. Maura left later, still immaculate, her hands washed, her makeup, hair and dress never.