Un haramkhoro ko aur kya chaye tha unki man ki murad hi puri hone jaa rahi thi.wo mere saath mere ghar aa gaye ghar me meri maa akili thi.mai us samay...nashe me tha .maa ne darwaja khola aur mujhe sharab piye hue chok gayi par mujhe unhone kuch naa kaha aur mujhe mere kamre me sula diya. Subah jab meri aankh khuli to mujhe kal raat ka yaad aaya aur mai sidha mummy ke pass pahuch gaya aur kal raat ja jikr cheda .maa boli kal raat tumne jyada pi lit hi.par mujhe tumse ye ummeed na thi kit um. Girls were everywhere, and the younger ones were especially eager because they wanted to party with older boys and be cool, so they were easy to get. They had no idea what they were getting themselves into, but enough booze and enough making out was usually all it took to transform the girls into the sluts they really were. A few left the party but most were more than happy to be drinking, partying, and eventually fucking older boys. Really cool, and really slutty cunts were asked back and most. She took not only her nickers off but also her skirt and the blouse and sat on a chair in front of the screen, with her legs nicely spread wide open. Underneath the screen I had mounted the camera looking in direction of the chair. "Can we go?" I asked. Viroria said shyly "Yes".She has a nice, shining dark skin with brown nipples and a curly black triangle in her lap, but the lips down there are shaven and show o rosy glimmer between them. In the beginning she found the whole operation. My heart raced. I closed my eyes and let her take me to a place only two women can go together. As I experienced the first lesbian orgasm of my life, I couldn’t wait to hold Laura in my arms, smother her with kisses and spend the night making love. And that’s exactly what we did. * * * The next day at the show, I could think of nothing but her. As we talked to customers or wrote up orders, we would sneak a smile or wink at each other. Once, she was.