” I followed her, shedding my backpack and crashing on the papasan chair. Lisa went over to her desk, looking somewhat busy at whatever she was doin.... She was standing, back to me, shifting her weight back and forth. She was wearing a loose (but short) sweatshirt cut open wide on the neck so that it hung off her shoulder, practically down to her elbow. There was clearly no bra strap over her shoulder, and I began to wonder if she wasn’t wearing one or if it was strapless. I was distracted,. I start to feel another orgasm building and hold it back for a while until I can feel him tense up. Whispering to him in-between moans I tell him that I want him to cum inside of me, and with the urging he begins to move faster and harder. Soon enough I feel him thrust forward and release himself and I let myself go and my orgasm take over me. When he is finished, he rolls off of me and onto his back. I go over to him and lay down on his chest cuddling with him in our afterglow. I lean up and. Boys don't want to be thought of as, "sweet." We want to be thought of as, "hunks" or, "jocks" or maybe, "handsome," but, "sweet" doesn't do it. Next thing you knew she'd be saying, "You're great friendship material, Bobby." Anyway," I said, with some possible surliness in my voice, "I saw the color of the hair and it was too good to pass up. No big deal." You do have a good eye," she said, looking at the picture some more. "You should have cropped this wall here out," she said, pointing to one. Ahhhhhhh jaani plz jaldi,tez tez ,aakhir mein sarita bilkul khatam ho gayi aur uski CHOOT ne bahut sa namkeen ras chhor diya, jo maine sara pi liya. Jab wo kuch hosh mein aayeen to who utthi aur mujhay galay lagaya aur kiss kar k kahne lagi k tum ne to apnaa kaam kar diya ab dekho mein kya karti hoon. Mai apni jeans aur shirt to pehle hi nikaal chukka tha sarita ne mera underwear bhi nikaal diya aur phir mere LUND ki topi par zuban pherni shroo ki. Phir dheere deere pura LUND apne moonh mein le.