Gadi apni puri speed me ja rahi thi.hamare compartment ki saari lighte bujhi hui thi.thand ke maare sabhi log muh dhak kar so rahe the bhaiya ne mujhe...peeche se pakad rakha tha unka ek haath mere seene par tha mai thodi der waise hi leti ye janne ki kosis kar rahi thi ki wo sachhi me soe hai ya nhi jab mujhe ye ahsas ho gaya ki wo sach me so rahe hai to mai unke hatho par apna haath rakh halka sa dabaya us jade me bhi ab mujhe thand ka ahsas nhi ho raha tha mai dheere se apne shirt ka button. If I didn’t, God help me. Finally, after countless mental reassurances I made my move. Grabbing a shirt to pull over my bare chest, I looked in the mirror quickly. My black hair was framing my face in choppy layers and somehow made my sharp, aristocratic features all the more pronounced. I have always known that I am attractive, and I have never understood people who doubt their looks. My eyes are ice blue and have thick eyelashes that fan out and apparently give me an air of mystery. I’ve kept. Jimmy was a little hesitant at first about helping me with the luggage, until grandpa tells him to take his luggage upstairs.Grandma had the queen size bed already made, along with clean towels and fresh flowers from her garden in my favorite vase on the dresser. Jimmy sets the luggage down, then takes me by the waist and tells me he loves this place. I look him in the eye and tell him, “We will have a fun 3 days. Lots of sex, everywhere.” “Damn woman, you are making me want to **** you. She continued to feverishly thrust her fingers into her pussy and rub on her sweet clit, and she was about to peak again. She shoved another big bite of her peanut butter and jelly sandwich into her mouth. She loved the feeling of stuffing her mouth and her pussy at the same time, screaming with pleasure through the gooey mess in her mouth while she fondled the messy jelly and twat sandwich in her thong.She was in heaven. She kept fingering herself and eating her sandwich every time she came..