“Please, I don’t like it. I don’t want this. I just want you to leave me alone.”Reaching between your thighs, I slipped my finger between your...labia. They were wet with arousal, and I grinned at the silky sensation of your damp pussy. “Then why are you wet?”“I-I-I don’t know,” you cried, your shoulders shaking with the force of your sobs. “Please, it’s not my fault. I didn’t mean to get wet.”Spreading your thighs again, I pushed you further up the bed and hunkered down between your legs. Your. Sunkar mein dang rahgayi ki mujhe to sirf adhe ya paun ghante ka hi yaad hai. Sab hasne lage aur bole iftadai ishq hai rotahai kya aage aage dekhiye hua tha kya Mujhe wahan tak yaad tha jahan pe meinteesri baar chudi thi, chouthi wali baar ka yaad to nahin par vedio se samjhrahi thi ki khel ke anusar kisine phir se meri chut ko sahi nishana lagaya tha.Panchvi wali mein to main kaafi bachti rahi par akhir ek ne bilkulsamne a kar bahut hi tez meri chut pe gubara mara tha, woh bhi ek badi. She was so passive, like she was letting them all just use her pussy to masturbate while she was in a meditative-like state.His timing was excellent as the set was concluding. She growled, “Finish now!” so he used short strokes to shoot in her.He’d barely gotten back beside her when a member of the band that had just been playing pushed through the crowd, dropped his drawers to reveal an impressive erection and scooted under the blanket. This time she was all passion, kissing and thrusting her. Steve lived further uptown, in an apartment close to the college campus, with two room mates. ‘But they’re never there,’ Steve lamented as he nursed his second beer. ‘And even when they are, Rob’s always whacking off on his computer and Jesse practically lives to play Halo.’ ‘Leaves you pretty lonely, huh?’ Steve gave me a wary look. I chuckled, lit a cigarette. ‘Relax,’ I said. ‘I’m not gay.’ Steve smiled thinly. ‘Sorry. Guess I’m just a suspicious person.’ I shrugged. ‘You like Carmen, huh?’.