Ghar jakar khana khaya or sochne laga ki kya karu phir mene usko call kiya or song ke bare me pucha phir mene kaha ki me apke itane pas tha to apne ku...hh kaha kyu nahi to usne bola ki muje to achha lag raha tha to mene kha ki muje to dar lag raha tha usne kha ki muje esa lagi ki ap muje abhi pakad longe mene puchha kyu esa laga to usne kha ki ap kai mahine se muje ghur raho ho or jab me apke pass khadi hu to apse raha nahi jayega muje to visvas nahi ho raha tha ki me jise khvab me dekhta hu vo. It was all sharp suits and heels and a lot of blood. I swear Flick Caterham (my agent) gets me work like this deliberately. Anyway, I’d finished the series and was home in my London apartment and Maz was rehearsing for a West End show so, as often happened, she and I had got together for what she liked to call ‘a little catch-up.’ I slipped back into bed beside her and handed her a glass and rested back against the headboard. “Oh,” said Maz. “I was meaning to tell you. You’ll never guess who I. I screamed and shouted, I had squirted. I made the place dirty, by watching these others too are turned on, both my friends were licking my oozing pussy now.“Wow, amazing.” It was an awesome moment. I got the complete sexual satisfaction. I hugged my boy tightly and kissed his forehead as thanking him for giving me such a golden opportunity of losing my virginity in a memorable way.We took 5 minutes to rest on the bed and relaxed I was exhausted completely and we let our body to cool down from. George one of the neighbours, who’d been mowing his lawn as well, came over with a can of beer for me and we chewed the fat for an hour or so. Guess what? His son was off with some bit of candyfloss as well, instead of mowing his father’s front lawn like he’d promised he would. I was still chatting to George when Vivian and Katie unexpectedly returned early. Katie had met some school friends — read boys – in town and she was also heading for the movies that afternoon, she had to come home first.