If she was surprised, she hid it well, because her expression did not change. However, that could simply have been because she was busy staring at my ...oobs. Following her lead, I studied her cleavage. As enticing as it was, I wanted to see her breast in all their glory and reached out to remove her blouse. At least I would have had she not beaten me to the punch. Wow! she gasped, mere seconds after literally ripping my t-shirt from my body. Because I hate wearing underwear, my boobs were not. Net pe.Sunday jaise sab k holiday hai waise humare office b close rah ta hai. Me always free mind k hu, hum dono ghar k 1 common bathroom hone k wajah se hum 3 log k lie koi problem nahi tha. But wo bathroom thoda dark place me tha 1 day power cut hua tha bhabi nah k door open rakh k wet body ko towel se dry kar rah the main ander gaya shower on karne tap pe on karne laga to tab kisi do soft & spongy type k big ball hai feel hua. Tab dar k main bahar aa gaya to bhabi towel cover kar k bahar aye. I shrugged as I walked closer. "I don't know what to say." She dribbled the ball a few more times before turning to face me. She looked really good but something in her expression was slightly terrifying."How about 'I'm sorry'," she said. She started spinning the ball in her hands as she spoke. "Jesus Cam, I said 'Hello' to you this morning after second period but you kept walking like I wasn't even there." Shit, she must have caught me in my self-glorifying hallway walk before my incident with. Louis and I started stroking in and out alternating, and then together. When we started thrusting in and out together, Sara started a moan that built into a scream. I knew what that meant, and it WAS NOT to stop what we were doing. Sara stopped her scream long enough to say “Oh Mark, Mark, Mark, I’m commmming.” And then resumed screaming and came and came and came. Louis and I came too, shooting semen inside her for all we were worth, but it seemed far short of what Sara was experiencing. I.