She was enjoying what he was doing to he and enjoying the pleasures she had been denied for way too long!"Oh fuck, baby, your cock feels so good! Fuck...me, please! Fuck me hard and deep, just like I like it!" she moaned."You like having my cock in your slutty pussy, do you? You like the way it feels when I fuck you like this?" he asked her in a deep low voice.He called her a slut. Her son... calling her a slut. But he was right – she was a slut. And God forgive her, she wanted to be HIS slut. If. She jumped when the first hand touched her and was reassured by the hosts, as she was smiling, a little embarrassed. She felt a hand graze her cheeks as the first two lips claimed hers, kissing her deep and long. Tongues mingling shyly at first, then bolder and harder. She felt a tongue sucking and licking her toes, as they all moaned together. It was hard to keep up with, who was doing what to whom so she didn’t try. The lips on hers started moving down her neck as she found a nipple to keep. .Me: (without letting her complete, I was on the drink I had) try the same?Navya: Hmmm..i was thinking the same..She called me immediately could feel a quiver in her voice, she was rather shy.Navya: meet me tomorrow after class in train.(and she cut the phone)Sudden I came to my senses, I felt bad for talking talking to my best friend like that but I was also happy to finally get a fuck buddy. Next day I did not meet her in railway station. I met her in college during recess, she dint speak .So. He was so impressed he offered me work covering for one of the waitresses who had twisted her ankle. At first I was scared by the idea - going out dressed in the evenings was one thing, but I wasn't sure I could cope with wearing such a revealing uniform and being hit on by customers all the time. The girls soon talked me round, they pointed out that the dress I was wearing that night was pretty skimpy, plus I really needed to get some paid work. Eventually I agreed with the supervisor that I.