She fumbles with the keys, but then we are in. Our mouths meet, lips gliding over lips, then tongues meet sliding over each other, we share saliva. I ...xplore her teeth and note that she had marmalade on her toast. I protrude my tongue and she sucks on it greedily, I nibble her lip gently, but still draw blood. We are naked, we stare in each other’s eyes, and our pupils are dilated. We groom each other running our fingers through each other hair and picking at imaginary bits of fluff. Our bodies. Uske maze ke bare me soch ke hi mai bhi ladkiyo se jyada aurato ko dekh kar josh me aa jata tha. Khair ab story. Jab mai 12th me tha unhi dino mujhme chatting ka bhoot sawar huwa our mai apne 1 friend ke cafe me sham 7 baje se raat 2-3 baje tak chatting karta tha. Mere karan vaha sabhi lodko ki bhi der raat chatting ki aadat ho gayi thi. Pahle 1-2 mahine to mujhe koi khas dost nahi mili. Fir 1 din achanak meri 1 madhu naam ki aurat se pahchan huyi. Joki ekdum formal pahchan thi. Kuch dino tak. He had been waiting for this very moment since they kissed.With his cock level with her pussy, he thrust it into her dripping wet cunt in one easy movement. Fuck, did it fill her. Not quite the fifteen but enough for her to cry out as it entered and pushed its way upwards. She felt every inch, right to the point where it stopped moving and couldn’t go any further. That was the moment she closed her eyes and groaned.She mumbled into the cushion. “Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me!”Grant fucked her.He. They ended up tearing the whole camp down to try to erase the memories of whatever happened there.I don't think they were successful anymore than I'll be successful at trying to forget what just happened to me.My name is Jim Turner. I am, at least for the moment, the head basketball coach for Pineland University. See, I knew that as soon as I told you that you'd start looking at me funny. You're wondering why I did it too aren't you? Maybe you or someone you know lost money on that game huh?.