Me:yaar tum jabardasti bahut karte ho,mai mana karti hu tab bi apne mote mote lund meri chut mai andar sarkate jate ho.Vijay: sali maza bi to tu leti ...ai kitni jor se jhadti hai.me: pata hai meri sari bra tight ho gayi .Uncle: to aaj bra mat daal kar aana waise bi tu matherchod nangi hi sunndar lagti hai.Raat ko jab sab so gaye to mai uth kar uncle ke kamre mai gayi wo teeno mera hi wait kar rahe the jaate hi vijay nai meri chuchia pakad kar muje apni aur khincha mai boli kya karte ho meri. Her hand tightened around the back of my head, grasping my long brown hair by the root, as I did for hers, which was of a darker tone and longer than mine. My other arm wrapped around her back, but her hand groped my buttocks firmly; it always made me chuckle how much she liked it. I chuckled quietly only briefly between our deep kisses – as hot and wet as the shower itself. In our tight embrace, my hardened phallus throbbed against her stomach."I wanna do something new," she abruptly said in a. Cheryl said that Carla had been drinking since early afternoon. By the time they'd decided to order a pizza a couple of hours ago, Carla said she was tired of rehearsing for their upcoming play, so she put on some rock music and made Cheryl dance with her. As the time for the pizza delivery drew closer, Cheryl followed my stark naked girlfriend into the kitchen and asked her if she was going to put on her T-shirt (Carla's usual stand-by item of clothing)."What for," Carla pouted."Well, 'cause. Just when I touched her breasts, her giggling stopped. ‘Ab aaya oonth pahad ke neeche.’ I stopped kissing her lips and went to her breasts. I started to knead another one and kissing one. Well, she certainly was enjoying all this.And I was on my journey. My one hand was free so I moved it to her crotch slowly. Feeling every curve of her. And you know how it feels when somebody else touches the area between the private parts and the navel point. I could see her expressions and they were a sight.