She unbuckled my belt, unzipped me, and reached inside to release my cock. By this time, it was throbbing and at full attention. She pulled my jeans a...d underwear down, gave a couple of strokes, squeezed the head, and looked up at me. "Yes, that's exactly what I need!". I stepped back and pushed her back on to the bed, legs splayed wide and hanging over the edge. I got on to my knees and slowly ran my hands up the inside of her thighs, under her skirt. She lifted her ass as I bunched her skirt. Sabkuch theek chalta raha, aise hi me unhone ek din mujheidea diya ki kyun na hum ek get together kare. Hum v apne kam se itne bore hochuke the ki mujhe v ye idea bahut pasand aaya. Khair arun aur ritesh ne milkeis planning ko kamyab banaya, aur hamne ooty me do din ka get together rakha. Dil me khushi v thi to ye dar vki kahi us haseen mausam me hum apne college ki dino ki masti karne lage toyaha hamare reputation ki bat aa jayegi. Khair mai v apne saman k sath Mumbaise ooty ke liye nikal. They were a few feet off of straight under Adam’s bedroom. “That was loud!”“Yeah, but listen to them.” Jen, Krysten, Maura, and Emmy turned their head to face an ear up at the ceiling. The first three did it to listen. Emmy did it to fit the alien cock into her throat. The bang and bounce of Adam’s bed said that Samira was getting at least as good as Emmy’s face.Emmy’s mascara was running. Her face was flushed red. Her hair was a mess from the tape. Her chin was soaked in spit. Nut folded. It was the way you whispered my name again and again. A dark chant. A loving prayer. A primal plea. A slow and throaty exhale against my ear as your hips writhe, as my arms lock around your back and move with you, deeper into your feverish, nectar-soaked tunnel. Even then, I knew it was a sound that only a soulmate could actualize. It was everything. It was you. The collective of who I always ached to claim, to belong to. The first time didn't last long. Such initial intensity, I believe, is.