Uski chati bahr nikl ayi thi pr usne bra phhna shuru nahi kiya th th jab wo chlti th uske boob hilte hue baht mast lgte aur jab wo jhukti th unke dars...an b ho jte wo th mujhe bhhya ki trh se hee treat krti magr mere dimag meKuch aur khyl aane lge the ap ye mat schna ki main use srf chdna chahta th sirf uski jawani ka lutf lna chahta th ya srf uski kunwari chut marna chahta th nahi ye srf pyar th main use ek bar jee bhr k pya krna chahta th itna pyrJise na wo ar na main kbi bhul paun bas us din. I looked at her, skin seemed so soft and chocolaty with that kind of special glow. Here was my dream standing before me offering the vision I was hoping to see. Her beautiful black silky skin contrasting with the bright white of her blouse and bra. We sat on the sofa and talked and held each other, kissing and smooching. Once she brought my head down with my lips between her breasts and let me kind of kiss her there. I touched that beautiful black skin just above her breasts with my tongue. I. I had split from my girlfriend about a month before, and had only had sex once since. I wasn't sure if dumping her had been the right thing to do, and was not in the mood to party. Standing at the bar with a few friends from out of town, I had noticed a very hot woman sitting on a stool at the end of the bar. She was French. Six years of studying the language hadn't gone totally to waste! Stood next to her was a young geeky-looking guy. He didn't look like he wanted to be there, but she was. Why don't we retire to our bed and see if we can't be louder?”“What a naughty suggestion,” I smiled. “You are such a bad nun.”“I'm wicked,” Sister Stella agreed and kissed me.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Aoifa CoughlanI couldn't sleep. After seventeen years of slumber, I wasn't ready to fall back asleep just yet. My spouses were piled around me. We were in a crush of bodies. It was so wonderful. I felt so close. During our orgy, our flesh had become one, united together into one loving soul.The.