Maine kaha ok mai bulati hu.Ab mai soch me pad gyi ki kisko bulau . Fir mujhe ek or ladki ka naam yaad aaya radhika. Vo meri class mate hai . Or achi ...riend hai. Toh maine use studies me problem related doubts poochne bulaya vo maan gyi.. Toh vo pancho nange hi kahi kahi chup gaye maine apne kapde thik kiye or gate khola toh dekha stuti khadi thi maine use kaha abe teri timing hamesha galat kyu hoti hai usne kaha kyu kya huaa.. Maine use bahar se hi sab bataya or bhagne bola . Or utne me. It was nearly 11pm now and the temperature was cooling, goose bumps were appearing on her long slight legs and she was aware of the male glances at her hardening nipples (Jennie had nice c cup breasts but never felt the need to wear a bra). She and Matt had argued again, and this time, was the last time he would ever raise a hand to her. Her cheek was still stinging from his slap and mascara was running down her face from her tears of anger. She couldn't work out who she was angrier at;. "I'll stay up here. You take the downstairs and the garage."It took a while, but Adam finally found what looked like the right key in the garage. It was on a ring with about twenty other keys hanging from a nail over the workbench. He took the ring and a can of WD-40 oil with him."I think I found it!" he called out as he climbed the stairs.He got down on his knees and carefully sprayed a shot of oil into the keyhole and around both sides of the hasp, then inserted the key and worked it around. "Well, okay then," I said hesitantly.While we had been talking, he had attached a long rubber tube to the bottle. It had a metal clip in the middle and a little nozzle on the end. He greased the end of the nozzle with Vaseline®. He hung the water bottle on a hook in the wall and told me to lay on the floor on my left side. The tile felt cold against my naked body.He leaned down and lifted my right ass cheek slightly. "Just relax," he said. "This may be a bit uncomfortable, but it won't hurt.".