But his judgment went wrong, the result was him grabbing my both boobs in his both palms.He squeezed them hard, and it took few seconds to balance him...elf. Till then he was holding my boobs. But I realized that after standing properly. He still continued to hold my boobs for a few seconds, before leaving and apologizing to me. I didn’t reply anything to him and went towards the cold drink counter.I took a glass of cold drink and sipped it standing near the corner. Just then I saw the same guy,. ... A text message. Who could that be at 3am? 'Not long till I'm home baby. I cannot wait to be inside you xxx'It was my boyfriend. He had only been gone 3 days but it felt like a life time without any cock. I read the text message again. I could feel my pussy starting to get wet.Knock knock on my bedroom door. It must be Rachel. She was staying with me for the weekend. She had been my best friend for years.“Come in” I shouted. She popped her head round the door. “Sorry, I can’t sleep. I heard. ” Amy gave me a congratulatory pat on the back. “Bet you guys had all kinds of fun in that shower. What’d you do?” “We kissed.” “And what else?” I frowned at her. “And we got clean. We kissed and we got clean.” Amy recoiled from me, surprised and intrigued by this development. I didn’t understand what the big deal was and I told her as much. “You just kissed? That was all? You guys were in there for like five days. You didn’t go down on each other, or give each other hand jobs, or anything?. So this is fisting, thought Mandy with a sudden thrill.Mandy saw enough porn and read enough erotica to know fisting, and had always been secretly willing to try, yet despite her co-operative anal training, she'd never gotten round to trying.Mandy now sure wished she'd tried sooner. The plug she'd been wearing, that was by her feet, was a little wider than her hand, so it wasnt particularly big, but the feel of her hand, that moved and gyrated inside her felt like nothing she'd felt before. It.