There has always been a hatred between those two races.Sorry, I said. I didn’t mean to hurt you. And yes, I’ve heard that tale.Well? she inquired ...gain.If you must, I said as I spread my legs.She moved her lithe body between them and lowered her elfin face down toward my patch of soft dark hair.She hesitated and looked up at me. I could see her eyes reflected in the moonlight, shining back like a cat’s. She then proceeded to kiss me down there where no one has touched me before. And as she did. The room wasn't designed to be soundproof. So I kept fucking, and Gabrielle's screaming finally died down into a constant whimpering as I was banging in and out as hard as I could and she was being assaulted by more feelings than she'd ever imagined.Only a minute into our fucking, Gabrielle's whimpers slipped into a shriek as she came, her legs quaking as the climax rippled across her body. But I wasn't about to let up on her. I fucked her hard through the middle of her orgasm, and then she was. Four years later I was a freshman in High School and my first day of classes walked into home room and sat down. As the teacher started reading names he got to one, a very pretty blonde a couple seats away and read Cindy Lymon." Oh wow!" Sara said"Cindy! I whispered to her and she turned and looked as if to say "Why are you talking to me!" The teacher got to me and announced "Scott Meyer" and I answered "Here!" Cindy turned to me wide eyed with a smile.After home room I waited in the hall and. Finally we were tired and slept hugging each other on my single bed. Kamla woke up at 8 in the morning.She somehow wore her saree quickly and started moving out. On her way out, my father caught her and said, ” Kamla, What were you doing in my son’s room? Why is your hair so shabby and Saree not worn properly?” Kamla was stunned and could not answer my dad. Luckily my mom came to the rescue and said, ” Kamla, did you get a nice sleep?” She replied, “Yes Bhabhi.” My father told my mom, “But she.