Main haste hue uski naak ko choom kar bola: To fir sari pehanlona.Shradha: Kyu?Main: Utaarne mein aur zyada maza aata hai.Shradha: Hahaha, sari ho ya ...uch bhi tum bas mujhe nange banana mein hi rahte ho. Chalo ab in baato ko choro aur chalke baitho.Main: Baithe ya laete?Shradha meri banho se nikali. Mere hath pakad apne sofe ke taraf le jati hui boli: Aao abhi batati hun tumhe Neetu ke yaha kyu bhej rahi hun.Main uske sath jakar baith bola: Haan woh batao pahle, ho kya raha hai.Shradha: Woh na. She moved her body over me so that her left breast was atop my mouth and commanded me to suck her nipple. nipple. I obeyed her. Then she placed her other breast over my mouth and asked me to do the same. After a short while, she rose up, took my penis in her hand and guided it between her legs. I felt a warm, wet feeling around my penis as she began moving her body up and down on me. The sensation made me moan abd gasp, whick excited her. I could feel the urge to move by body in unison. Still, we do not indulge in more than a friendly exchange of looks between strangers, a renewed flash of our teeth bared of the habitual social awkwardness—maybe slightly brighter than just common courtesy among such fleeting acquaintances, and surely lingering a bit longer. Before I realize it, though, I’m captivated by your irises, their dark turquoise hue hypnotizing me, making me unable to move, flooding my head with telepathic pictures.I see your joyous beam just before your lips crash on. Anyway, my roommate would usually read over my shoulder and throw in her thoughts here and there. But on this one particular night, I told her to help me come up with something totally and completely out of the ordinary, and the story below is the result…ENJOY!! ============= When last we left them, Bolt and Paige were in the throws of passion when Bolt’s ex-wife, Rainbow, (who as y’all remember was presumed dead when her hot air balloon sprung a leak over the Swiss Alps) appeared on his.