Shit, don't time fly?Julie Anderson had howled and cried and carried on like an unmilked cow when the time came for me to leave. Turned out she was dr...aming of engagement and marriage and babies and a lot of stuff that plain didn't interest me, so the last week was kinda stressful. More stressful, because I'd spent the summer goofing off and doing as little as possible, and my body was slack and my mind was pure putty. No way my gift was going to work until I straightened out. But hell, Julie. It feels so strange, and new, and wonderful. I’m enjoying this anal experimentation much more than I thought I would. Once I get used to your finger, you try another one. It’s like trying to fuck a longneck beer bottle, you say, I need to relax some more. You start rubbing my clit, and I start to loosen up. You’ve gotten two fingers inside me, and I’m panting, trying to draw more in. It feels SO good, I love it. “More…” I whine, you’re teasing your fingers out of my anus. They pop free and I. She said she had been completely fucked that day andnight. I couldn't believe ten guys but I knew I wanted to be Dora's friendas Karla.Dora was setting on my lap like giving me a lap dance and with the kissingand talking about sex; I was hard again in just a few minutes. She smiledand said ready to learn how to lick a cunt. I said Oh yes. She moved overbeside me and laid back and spread her legs. I couldn't wait to getstarted on my feast. She said you won't have any trouble knowing. Raat lagbhag 9.30baze party shroo hui aur un dancers ne apne saath mujhe bhi heavy makeup kiya.Gardan main laud music on ho cooka tha itne ladakon ke beech apne ko pakar main apne aap main bahoot sharminda mehsoos kar rahi thi har 2 gano ke baad dress change karne jaana padata tha har gaane par hazaron rupaye lotate the last dance main dancers ko ek ek karke apne saare kapade utarne the thodi der baad sab dancers ke shareer par bra aur painty hi reh gai thi sharm ke maare meri aankhon main.