"Wait," said Helen but Natasha ignored her."You could make Kirsty do it now," said Natasha loudly. "She can remove her blouse right here," she said tu...ning on her friend with glee."You missed the key point," I said when Natasha had calmed down a little. "I was going to make you both remove your blouses before you left school." Both!" gasped Natasha as Helen looked on almost sadly."That's right, just like the Three Musketeers, you know, 'all for one and one for all, ' and all that."Natasha's. Whatever you want to call it, is my hunting ground. To most people rush hour is a chore to be avoided if at all possible. To me, it is an essential ingredient in my favourite sexual fetish. The close contact with a complete stranger, the interaction, no matter how fleeting of sexually aroused bodies, is my drug of choice.It doesn't have to be the underground, any crowded places, places where the general public are unaware of the sexual encounter being carried out near them. For me, that's the. Or yeh baat jb mene apni cosin sister (rinki) ko btai to wo or excited ho gai or mujhe kiss krte huye boli ab tum kiss baat ka wt kr rhe ho. Me uske boobs le sath khelne lga or uske boobs ko chusne lga uske nipples ko muh m bhar kr chusne lga dosto bahot hi mja aa rha tha pr wo bhi madhosh ho ri thi or siskariya le rhi thi or halki halki aaaaa aaahhhh hhhhhh ohhhhhh hhhh ki awaje nikal ri thi. Fir mene usko ishara kiya ki mera lund chuse to wo fatak se rajai me ghus gai or meri underwear k upr. We chatted small talk for a bit and she introduced me to Emma who said "so you're Steve" and giggled and blushed. At that moment I knew she'd either told Emma about us having sex or that I have this really wide cock, as that has happened to me on more than one occasions. I asked how they got here as Sarah didn't drive and Emma was to young to drive and Sarah lives in a village that has a god awful bus service about a 35 minutes drive, Sarah Said "Mum dropped them off but she hadn't arranged.