Now my hand moved under your sun dress. Still reeling from what had just happened my hand went high on your thigh. As it moved upward you moaned and o...ened your legs. Wiggling on the couch you let the dress move all the way up allowing my hand full access. Your panties were soaked as I started teasing the opening with my finger. My fingers found your clit and you began to move and moan. Changing my position to slide your panties off I noticed, or maybe heard something, behind us. Our young. Maine use bataya ki surf aur kapde sab bathroom me hai woh waha gaya mai bhi uske peeche waha chali gayi waha usne apni t shirt utari aur neeche baith gaya mai use dekh rahi thi aur meri undergarments dhone laga maine dekha ki baithne par uska tana huaLund uski knicker ki side se thoda bahar nikal aaya tha kaafi mota tha,mujhe uska haal dekh ke bada maza aa raha tha woh paseene se tar ho raha tha maine kaha tum dho mai bahar hu mai bahr aa gayi aur door ke peeche se chup ke usse dhekhne lagi. You anxiously squirm in your seat, trying hard to think about things that do not pertain to sex, but it's no use. As your teacher drones on, it only becomes harder and harder to keep your eyes off of the people that you call friends. If they knew just how much you were hurting to bend them over the nearest desk and fuck them raw, you doubt they would still find themselves comfortable in your company. You can't really blame them, honestly.Senior year in high school has been extremely hard for. His hand wrapped around my waist, his fingertips dragging across the skin that he passed to get there. His warm hands fondled with the bottom of my shirt and the waistline of my shorts, and his tongue licked around my lips, begging them to part. When they didor when I allowed them toour tongues danced together playfully, twirling around each other and fighting for dominance. But I didnt want to dominate. I wanted him to dominate me, to make me his, and to consume me and this burning desire that.