A pause. Another shiver. A deep intake, a release, and calm once more.Was that... ? I think it was. My body had reacted in a particular way to the sou...ds, and though I halfheartedly tried to tell myself that it was probably just someone who had fallen asleep on their books, the changes I felt within my pants belied that theory.I became aware of my restlessness, an urge to move, uncovered by another’s private ritual. But to get up and walk around, as if nothing had happened, seemed a violation. .Annu: haan haan…. Bilkul… Bol be kutte kaisa laga mera lund????Me dard se ro raha tha par unhe koi fark par raha tha, aur maine kuch nhi bola, to annu ne dildo ko gaand me aur andar pel diya aur ruk gayi, uske rukne se mujhe bahut dard ho raha tha… aur annu ne ab paddle utha liya aur zor se paddle mere pond me maarne lagi…Annu: bol be kutte kaisa laga mera lund???? Bol…..Me: bahut acha…Annu: sirf acha….Aur dhara dhar jamke paddle fir marne lagti h…Me: bahut acha aur bara, aaj tak aisa lund nhi. She was CeCe for a while but it became Sis and it was always Sis. In her yearbook at school, it was Sis." She said, showing a little quiver in her lip.I hugged her closely as she pulled me tightly to her."We can go to San Diego and visit the gravestones sometime if you like. Introduce me, OK?" I asked."I would like that. You are so sweet to me." She whispered."Come on, let's get to bed. We both have to work in the morning, TGIF." I said pulling her."No, let me put this stuff away and I'll go in. "Mary-Mary lay back and, for a change, let David-Davey service her. The sacred lips of flesh that had never been touched except by Chaperone washing her was incredibly sensitive and she experienced orgasm after orgasm as David-Davey caressed her with his tongue and his fingers. He was in no hurry, for they both knew he would never again enjoy her virginity. Maybe they'd eventually fuck thousands of times, but this was her first and only FF.She could see a crescendo building up in her lover. His.