No words I knew could describe it. Warm golden light made the skin glow and the light became more intense and engulfed me. The light was everywhere, d...owned everything else. Then there was pain, as if a sharp object was slowly pushing and turning at the spot between my eyes. The pain increased and it was nothing like I ever felt before and it kept intensifying. I threw up, I barely noticed. I bit my tongue but it was nothing compared to the withering pain I experienced in my mind, and I heard a. I removed her t shirt, she was wearing a black bra inside, and her milky breasts were waiting to come out of the bra. I unhooked the bra from behind and those two big assets of her were on my face, I started kissing her nipples which were pink in color like rose buds. I sucked them pressed them hard. Reema was moaning with joy and carving for more. Then I place my hands on her jeans and unzipped it, she was wearing a black panty inside. I removed her jeans and panty and there her pussy was. E collage mai parta hun mera dost roj vi mere sath he parta hai hum bachpan ke dost hai iske karan humra ik dusre ki ghar mai jana our sath mai he parte parte soo normal baat hai ik din mai our raj oske ghar par parte parte soo gye meri raat 1 waje akh khulli to muje laga koi gate ke pass hai mai uth ke dekhne laga bahar koi nahi tha par raj ki sister nisha ke room ka gate open tha sorry mai bhul gya nisha ki age 20 years hai finger 30- 28-30 hai rang ek dam dudh jaisa gand ek dam mast ki. I'll take my cues from her.We give Ken a little wave as we disappear into our carriage, leaving him to truck along the platform on his own (with the trolley) till he reaches the second class section.We settle into our seats and get comfortable. There's loads of space in first class and the journey is very enjoyable. For me and Em it is, anyway. Doubt Ken's liking it too much. I spend most of the time chatting Emma up and she responds – she really flirts me back. We occasionally have a bit of a.