Was he really as good as you were letting on?” Marylyn asked.“No, actually I had to tone down my excitement quite a bit, because he was, by far, t...e best lover I’ve ever had,” Paula admitted.“Oh, I’ll bet you say that to all the guys who eat your pussy,” I teased.“No, I’ve never had anyone eat me as good as you did, and that even includes the two females I’ve been with,” she declared.“Paula, you shouldn’t tell him things like that,” Linda scolded.“Oh, after what he did to me last night, I think. Mom ny a k kaha rahal mery sth chalo gay, m poucha je kahan to mom ny kaha dad ka dost ke death hwe ha un k ghr m kaha ok hum 20 mint ke tarvel l bad wahan pounchy akhri deedar k ly deadbody ak jaga rakhe huwe the dad ka dost bhe businessman tha to bahut rush tha line lagi the m kaha ap jao m yahein houn,mom ny kaha ajao tum bhe m agy tha mom pechy mom k pechy kafi aur females thein mery agy bhe female thein rush ke waja sy dhky lag rahy thy mom k boobs bar bar mujhy touch kar rhy thy mra lun. Well, that may have been a girl on the other end, but this wasn’t the greeting Jessie expected at Marlene’s salon. She hesitated. The mystery voice came again, the ‘y’ changing into an ‘h’. ‘Hello?’ Jessie stammered out a response. ‘H—…uh, hello?’ ‘Hello?’ the recipient of the call echoed. ‘Uh, is this Marlene’s?’ asked Jessie. ‘Mm, no, I’m ever so sorry, but it’s not,’ said the confused but friendly female voice. ‘Oh, gosh, I’m sorry,’ Jessie replied, insisting the apology was hers to. She pulled off the cover of the oranges n was putting in my mouth meanwhile i was setting the showcase. Suddenly she inserted one piece of orange into my shirt n pressed it n said sorry n kept her hand into my shirt n she ate the same by laughing at me. I had some strange feeling n forgot the entire world at the moment n did not understand what i was doing even i took one orange piece n pushed into her upper space b/w the boobs n pressed it as same as what she has done with me. But she took out.