Her fingers slid between her shaven lips and she held the ends of her lips as she pulled them open into her butterfly. At this the two men were on the...floor, pointing their cameras up at her while John moved the light closer to her. He spoke to her can you feel the warmth on your cunt? and I thought then that they were deliberately trying to get her into a cruder mood. Robby said now Id like you on your knees. Come over to here where the carpet is thicker and he lead her to near where the bed. . I could probably get laid tonight if I called my ex, the art student with daddy issues. . . . 636 . . . I stopped and faced her door. Was she even home? Would she even want to see me. That made me feel better. I had probably pissed her off. With that thought, I turned and started back. The door opened. “Hey, Jack,” a familiar voice said. “Where ya going, Jack?” Slowly, I turned back to her. She leaned casually against the door frame. Her long, black hair fell loosely over her shoulders, over. Nishant’s hand had cupped my pussylips inside my panties and he was rubbing it fevereshly till I felt I would faint from passion. Nishant’s finger slowly found the folds of myu pussylips and went inside. I had started leaking there. Nishant soon moved my top up to my neck and made me lie on the safa. My bra cups too soon joined my top and now Nishant went crazy with lust at the sight of my fair breasts with theuir quivering nipples and rose colored aerolaes.He bent to take my nipple in his. D.?' 'I.D.? I asked, Yeah, he said looking at me directly,' Yeah, I lied, returning his look, He seemed amused, Okay, the books yer looking for are down the aisle to your left.' Immediately he was back into his magazine and I could tell I was forgotten. I wandered a little then went down that aisle on my left, there was a doorway to a dimly lit room, a man was inside inspecting some of the magazines he took no notice of my presence as entered. It took a second, maybe two, as I realized.