My mind blurs as I anticipate the feel of it in my lips. I can’t help but run my tongue from the backs of her knees to the nape of her neck. I never...lose sight of my Beautiful Treasure. She is the only entity that matters in that moment. I live to watch her body curl as I drive her toward euphoria. I can no longer wait, I roll her onto her back, and prepare to push her beautiful body into a beautiful ecstasy. Slowly, I trace her hard nipples. Gently, I take them into my mouth. Playfully, I roll. 9 or us ke boos honga 32 ya 34 patli siKamar ke lag rahi thi dur se jab karin gaya to me kho hi gaya soch raha tha kash ye meri gf ho me kitna lucky hoga itni khoobsurat ke bata nahi sakta me wo pathan thi aap soch sakta hai ke pathani larki kesi hoti hai meri bike ki itni speed thi ke me dubara ture kar ke us ke paas aaya or us ko bola left Da du aap ko to us ne bola nahi me bus ka intezar kar rahi hu chali jayu gi phir mein us ko bolo ke me aap ko chor data hu to mera saat behat gahi bike par. This had gone on every lesson and now it was about january half way though the school year i was nearly 15 at the time and on that particular lesson she kept leaning over near me and she was wearing probaly the shortest shirt she had ever wore as you could see half her breasts all lesson i kept looking at them with a full erection all lesson, i was in dream land untill she shouted and said right C3 which meant a detention in my old school she said stop gazing into space and do your work you've. She brought him a cup of delicious cool water.Jim next explored his knowledge of French with the woman, though their pronunciation and some of their usage varied, he managed to find out she claimed to be a member of a Romany or gypsy family. Her own given name was Anya. The appaloosa stallion had carried him into their camp three days before. He had been in and out of consciousness ever since.Anya told him that the fever and swelling in his leg had subsided and the leg was now starting to heal..