Agar wo humaari taraf aa rahi hoti to hum uske booobs(bobe) dekhte..aur agar jaa rahi hoti to uski gaand par nazar tika ke baithe rahte the…mera dos... syd ladkiyo se baat karne aur unhe pataane me bahot tez hai..usne kaha ki unhi ladkiyo par dore daalenge jo pehle se hi kisi se chudi hui ho..aur uska figure Bhi bahot sexy ho (heavy boobs and gaand but slim body) aisi hi ek ladki garima..mujhe achanak se bahot mast lagne lagi..wo us samay 12th class me thi aur hum use “garima didi” bulate the…wo. That's right. I fuck the dick. It does not fuck me. I control every inch of that throbbing meat. Well, normally.I love the first lick. Swirling my tongue around the head slowly and thenending with a dip for the pre-cum. That first teasing taste of what's to gush down the back of my throat...or to cover my face. Depends on what he's in the mood for. I get so much pleasure from hearing a man's praises of my skills. Him telling me how hot my mouth feels, how fucking good it feels as he tries to. "I will see you again." Count on it," I replied."You shouldn't have done that," Gary said. "You already got a few strikes against you." Better me than you," I smiled with a shrug. "What's the worse that can happen? I lose my lousy job and go back inside?" I won't let that happen," Marcus said. "You weren't in the wrong." Thank you, anyway," Tina smiled. "And sorry for judging you." I told you he was a good person," Staci said as she hung onto my arm.The night went better, and I took Staci home. The train took off again, rocking back and forth, and it felt like I had a thick wooden broomstick wedged between my buttocks. I thought of screaming, “Get off me, jerk,” but I was too embarrassed and didn’t want to make a scene. The next stop was in about ten minutes and I told myself I could stand it that long. Then, of all the freaking luck, the train STOPPED between stations for about 5 minutes. You’d think maybe this slimy creep would stop without the movement of the car giving him cover,.