Isse pahle ki mai kuch karta…Wo mere thik Saamne aa gayi or mere shorts me bane tent to dhayan se dekhne lagi…Mera Dil jor jor se dhadakne Laga…...Uski dono aankhe jaise jam gayi hon…Phir Usne halke se mere shorts ke elastic Ko pakra ro usko ghutano tak utar diya…mera to Dil jayse bahar hi aa jata…Short utar te hi mera mardana ang (lund) spring ki tarah uske muh ke saamne khara ho Gaya..Lund pe nase bilkul Tani Hui thi or uski garam saanse uspe par rahi thi…Kuch der to wo usko dekhti rahi…Phir. Sure enough, her dumbass house mates were not the brightest bulbs on the Christmas tree, and had made no effort to hide their stash. It was loaded with what seemed to be hundreds of pictures that left little to the imagination. Someone, probably Ben she surmised, had made at least a little effort at organizing their collection, and had set up some subfolders. Most of them had obvious titles, "Blondes", "Teens", "Asian", etc., but there was one that had her stumped at first - "KP". When she. "Shhhh..." He says trying to quiet me down. Then I feel his other arm slide under my body and starts pinch my nipples as he pulls me closer into his embrace. Now he's grinding his cock against my ass as I can also feel his belly against my back. His hand that was stroking me goes back to grabbing my ass hungrily right before he starts to slide a finger in me. I let a little moan escape through my lips. I'm in pure extascy as he puts another finger into my hole."Mmm...Oh daddy..." I say softly.. . er...hope I wasn't disturbing you."Mia and Beth exchanged quick smiles, as they both guessed that he had been standing there watching them for some time."You won't tell anyone that we were kissing?" asked Mia."Of course not," mumbled the principal. "It's... fine. Very natural... yes." It doesn't mean that we're gay or anything," said Beth."And it would be fine if you were that way... inclined," responded Pulaski carefully, noting that Mia's hand had returned to rest on Beth's hip."It's just.