Mr.raj ..me priya..thanks againme(aakh marte huwe)- donot say that miss priya gold biscuits …hak se mango“kya” wo hasne lagi.. me- hmm matlab ab...koi dard nhi raha ..She – nhi knee me bhi dard kar raha h ..Me -so u want a maalis or will do ur self…Wo thoda sa sochi fhir khee ko mere taraf kiya..main bhi uske karib aaya .. uske ankle ko apne thighs par rakha aur uske knees pe moov lagane lagaMe- to thumhara kal interview h.. abhi kaha rukogi vadodara me..Priya- meri ek frd h..uska room me 3 din. "Thomas, imagine finding you here." I turned and saw Mr. Grossfeldt behind me."Hello, sir. Would you like to join us?" Since I was no longer in his Survey of Western Art class I'd found it much easier to talk to him. Anse looked at me as if I'd gone over to the enemy side or something."Um, I've got to run," Anse said as he got up and offered his chair to our former nemesis."Thank you, Thomas," Mr. Grossfeldt said as he sat down, "and it was nice seeing you again, Mr. David."Anse mumbled. Then he could fuck whichever hole he wanted.I would lie back and enjoy either one.Sometimes he would just keep rubbing my arse with the head of his cock then would wank over me.Other times he would fuck my pussy,and sometimes,my arse.Sometimes I would rub a second orgasm myself.That was fine for a while.But now...I was bored again.Sick of same old same old.So I was on a swingers site.There was a surprising amount of singles looking for no strings attached fun,with other singles or couples.A lot. So we move on. i throw my shirt and pants/boxers off and onto the floor and in the process you have removed your panties (which made a sort of slichk sound as the fabric which was stuck to your wet, sticky, hot pussy ripped apart) and jumped in the shower leaving a finger exposed from behind the curtain luring me in.now the water goes burning and as we flee for the edges of the shower as we wait for the piping hot water to cool down a bit, we giggle stinging ourselves minorly in the steamy.