Anyway, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to kill the mood. Let’s talk about something fun!” I said, forcing a smile.Anna smiled impishly.“You know, ...e never did get around to playing strip chess,” she giggled.“True,” I chuckled. “But we got the same result in the end, just by a different route.”She looked down at her food tray.“We could, if you wanted,” she said shyly.Did I want to? Hell yes. Anna was extremely sexy, and I remembered her firm body and tight pussy. But it fell into the category of. I was making her mine.After positioning it gently between the soaked wet lips of her pussy, I started pushing it in very slowly, back and forth, trying to be as careful and gentle as I could, gently as she deserved it to be. Ava's entrance was as tight as I could imagine, if not even more. Even though she was naturally lubricated, I struggled to get inside her without forcing it in, so I started increasing the pressure very carefully. The little girl clenched her teeth, and the discomfort of it. We both had taken a flat near our college and used to live together. We loved each other’s company. Every night we cooked, watched movies and talked about college.Vinisha was always the shy type. Every night before sleeping, we hugged each other and slept in a friendly way. One night vinisha came very late and came straight to my bed where I was sleeping.I was wearing a t-shirt and a skirt that night. My t-shirt was not covering my stomach. When she touched my stomach, I got shivers down my. Then the wriggle in the elastic sports bra, the casual hand to seat her breast into it – first on the left and then on the right.Pants were next and they were almost too tight. Way tighter than a typical DEA agent would wear, and..."Oh cut it out. Stop drooling over her," Martinez complained. "Take her to bed already, and stop making these pin-up fantasies."Quiet, Master Chief. They're my fantasies. I'm too damaged, and she's too young, and I care for her too much."You keep telling yourself.