This story about how we bang our class reserved girl named Fathima. Lets us know first about Fathima. Fathima is a class intelligent and college toppe... in studies and also Anna University rank holder. Fathima is also good player in College girls hand ball throw came and Fathima won in college competition also. In class Fathima don’t speak with any boys and only Fathima looks at boys sometime only. So this irritated us, we decided to enjoy her in this upcoming department tour. In our gang there. He felt rested. He had on a tight white t shirt and his black leather pants that left nothing to the imagination. He was also wearing the heavy steel balled neckchain she had given him. He looked so sexy. She thought. they really looked good together. His earring looked good with his masculine features.He smiled at her and sat down to eat. "Well, isn't this romantic?" and delicious. "Rick added, as they ate the spaghetti and meatball dinner with garlic bread and red wine. "Thank you kind sir.. I loved how they wobbled or bounced, swung in time with thrusts, or softly cushioned my chest – each unique and wonderful, each different depending on how we’d arranged our bodies.But best of all was gazing into her face or seeing her eyes screwed shut as she made those moans and groans that told me she was close. Our deep love expressed as I lapped at her unfaithful but returned pussy, or expressed in the unique act of cumming together as I gave and she took my essence. Even both knowing the. So, I had grown accustomed to wearing snug slacks and tight jeans. The bulge I had wasn't the all-out tent that I could produce, but according to Monique's shocked look, I had a most impressive package.While she was distracted, I mentally reached out to her, focused on her expression and the tones of her skin. Touch had been so important to how my powers had originally developed, that I concentrated on what it would feel like to touch her. A stroke of her cheek. Running my fingers through her.