One day the class was boring and we were talking simply and pinched each other and played. That time in 8th we had only shorts and shirt as uniform. S...ddenly I kept my hand on his thigh and he pushed my hand out and said he was feeling shy. I did it again and he got anger and he kept his hand on my thigh. Like this we continued for few days. Then slowly we moved our hands inside the shorts day by day. Finally one day I touched his inner (jatti).he got angry and he let his hand in and touched my. Cupping her vulva,I was mentally projecting what I had experienced and felt myself andused a single finger to trace down between her fleshy folds. She waswet. I pulled my finger back up slowly, dragging the slick juice withmy fingertip, all the way to the little hood of her clit. Natasha letout a little gasp, her back arched uncontrollably, pushing her chest outand her breasts heaved with her increased pace of breath, nipplesclearly hard and erect through her flimsy blouse. I dipped my. She finished, and Mr. Bigelow got up and harrumphed about how he had power vested in him, and pronounced us graduated and all that, and, one by one, we walked across the stand that had been erected under the home team basket. When we did that, they said what college, or technical school, or branch of the service each one was going to. The eight slackers just got "undecided" behind their names. And, of course, the whole crowd was reminded of the six of us who were going to Americorps.Finally it. So, lube for my old ladies was an absolute must. I got home and put the two new bottles of lube in the drawer and said “damn!” I’ve already got two bottles. It will take me a year to use up four bottles of lube. For you younger guys when you fuck a mature women you have to be careful, you got to know the size and depth of your ladies pussy and use just the right amount or your dick will flop around inside her and you’ll feel nothing. You need the right amount to make your lady comfortable so.