“Bas kar laude kitna choosega” She told Sameer and pushed him behind. With lighted cigarette in one hand she adjusted my wet lund with the other, ...uiding it effortlessly in her wet and leaky chuth. “Hmmmm… Kitne dino ke baad aisa lund mila hai…Ahhh….Aj pura nichod ke rakh dungi tera lund, Gaandchod”.She was riding wildly like a cowboy. “Haaan…haaan… fad do meri pyasi randi chuth ko Raj…Ohhh kitna maza aa raha hai..Ummmm…..” Her moans took me to the height of nostalgia. There was sex and moans. Now a bit frantic, she pulled a random book from the shelf, a book that had resonated in her childhood: Tiché Dívky, Silent Girls, by Božena Benešová. She hurriedly folded the paper, inserted it into the truncated binder, expertly reattaching it so its new contents could not be discerned through the fabric of the old book cover. Quickly, she left the store through the rear door and started to run down the alley leading to rich residences but was seen by the guards. A shot rang out, ricocheting. " The clear voice rang through my sex thoughts and I looked a row back and to my left to see Linda Jennings answering some question.I'm kind of new to crushing on girls, but whenever I see Linda in the locker room after our swim class on Tuesday / Thursday, I get that old Katy Perry song running through my head. I'm pretty sure I would like it.With my slender finger inside my pussy and my thumb on my stiff, clit I slowly, very slowly rolled my hips. My pussy responded by turning and twisting on. She completely understood. Her own needs had grown past the point of self pleasure and now fueled the curiosity and attraction to her best friend. Soon, her thoughts were consumed with the particulars of positions and her imagination began to take control. Paige noticed the silence and studied her best friend’s face. She was no doubt in deep thought. “Penny for your thoughts.” Snapped back into reality, Sydney quickly jumped to her feet and announced, “I think the fire needs another log.” .