At the same time, I was enjoying the feel of her lips, her tongue, on my legs to make her stop. Her hands reached up and went underneath my shirt, try...ng to find my bra. I quickly pulled them both off, hands shaking form the pleasure.She pulled and pinched my nipples. She was kissing the lips of my pussy, not pushing her tongue farther. I tried to move meg legs in a way that would make her slid her tongue into me. But she would have none of that. Steph liked being in control. She looked up at. . Usse chusne mai maja aa gaya…… Wo mere baalo ko pakde hui thi………. Jab wo jhadne wali hui to mere baal aaise khiche jaise wo unhe ukhadne wali ho………… Uske jhadne ke baad sara pani mai pi gaya……..Uske baad maine apna lund nikala aur uski chut par rakha……….. Wo mana karne lagi………. Maiane kaha ki aaise hi aaram se sex karle nahi to rape kar dunga……… Wo nakhre dikhane lagi lekin jaise hi maine apna lund uski chut par ragda saali apni aukat par aa gayi……… Bolne lagi ab mat satao……. Daal do meri. Part of my self-improvement project. Doorbell ring and I was going to ignore it but something told me not to. I grabbed my robe and throw it on. Turned off the shower and headed for the front door. There was Kirk leaning against the door looking yummy. He had on his jogging shorts, which showed off his muscular thighs to perfection and wife beater (Lol! For you who don’t know what that is a white muscle tee shirt). “Hi, Sahirah. I was not interrupting anything was I?” He gives me a killer. My bachelor Uncle lived there also. He was always nice to me – actually to all of us, since he had no children of his own. I am very shy and although I have gone to some dances at school with boys, I have never been “with” a boy. It was a nice afternoon and I had been sunning out in the backyard in my new black bathing suit. I was ready to come in to get a glass of iced tea but Uncle E wanted to take a photo in my new suit. He loved taking pictures and videos of all us kids. After posing.