Itne me ek senior girl uthe aur apne belt nikal ke mujhe paglo ke tarah peetne lage…Mai paglo ki tarah chilla raha tha mere chillane ki awaj sun ker...ek senior uthe aur boli awaj nahi maderchod aur mere muh pe khade ho gaye fir us senior ne mujhe ulta leta ke mere gaand pe na jane kitne belt chalaye mai dard se kaamp raha tha mere puri body laal ho gaye the…Tabhi sabne apne apne lapde utar diye …Aur mujhe sidha leta ker ek senior mere lund pe apna pair chalane lage payal apne nails se mere body. After class I was about to leave then suddenly Gouri stops me and asked me to wait and have some fun. I was shy and embrace because everyone was 6-7 year younger then me, Gouri Introduced me to every one and we had good time.This was daily routine and with this guys I use to feel like im also of same age. Now we use to go cafe and spend good time,our group consist of me , gouri, karan,shubham,and karan’s friend Aditya. One day Karan told me to try some dress like Gouri *top and trouser * and he. .Someone tell me I can enjoy something that big in my pussy, I would tell them they're crazy. It would kill me. Now, I want it. She lowered until she felt her labia part and he was touching the opening of her vagina. She took a deep breath, and continued her downward journey to her thrill..Slowly, she lowered, stopping several times, as it got uncomfortable, and starting again, until she was sitting all the way down on Joe's belly. She rocked back and forth for a little bit, to get her juices. But why had she approached me out of the blue? How had she remembered me if I’d forgotten the real her? On the other hand, if the films did exist outside my imagination, similar questions arose. Why had she approached me, what was she trying to warn me about, and how had she recognised me? What had driven her to keep me and my flat under surveillance before she’d decided (or plucked up the courage) to speak? Answers eluded me, which proves my capacity for overlooking the obvious. As Laura-bitch.