Two weeks after Sharons party. Mum was working late at the hospital and Byron and I were drinking dry cider and talking and listening to Bob Marley. A...ter a while it just seemed right so we stumbled through into my bedroom and lay on top of the bed/ kissing and fumbling in the darkness. I laid my head on the pillow and felt his hand move up my thigh. Under my skirt. His fingers sliding to you know where. Touching me through my underwear. *Youre wet* he said. I was so embarrassed. *Sorry.* He. ” ‘Where are we going?” ‘The Opium Den.” ‘Evan and I tried to go there a couple weeks ago and there was a line around the block. We’ll never get in.’ ‘We can if you wear something hot.’ ***** He had hair the color of wet sand and cloudy blue-green eyes, and a breathtaking smile. It was his best asset, brilliant and shining in a face made up of otherwise regular features. He sat next to Jill and Cassie at the bar. For some reason Jill’s stool wobbled and she thought for a second that it was her. She started to suck on his cock furiously. Deep throating it, sucking it hard and fast like his cock was the only source of oxygen. The cop began to moan, ‘That’s better.’ She was jerking the shaft just as fast as she sucked, the chains in the cuffs slapping against his thigh as bobbed her up and down. Monique continued to suck like her life depended on it, and it kinda did. She could sense his body shaking and thought maybe he could make him cum right away and she wouldn’t have to worry about. Meri jan tumhari behan k sath aj tumhari bi suhag raat he achi tarah enjoy kro phir ye mooqa nahi mile ga me ne us k honton ko choomna jari rakha us k boobs ko sehlaya ahasta ahasta use maza aane laga ab me ne undar bahar krna shuru kia tu wo chilane lagi ooooooooo na plzzzz ohhhhhhhhh abi nahi dard ho raha he or muje apni bahon me jakar lia taake me harkat na kar sakon lekin me ne apni karwai jari rakhi maze se mera bura haal ho raha tha ye meri pehli chuddai thi jo me kr raha tha apni pyari.