.Tv dekhte hue mene bola ki kisss karne m bada maja aata h..Toh usne kaha ha bhot aata h..Toh maine rehne de tereko aati bhi kiss karni ya sirf bate b...na rhi h..Toh usne kaha ati h orr app se jyada acchi ati h..Toh mene kaha ki mai kese mann lu..Toh vo ek sum se age ai or mere cheek pe gilli se kiss di…Kiss lete hi mere rongte or lund dono salami dene lage..M toh shock sa ho gaya..Par m aine normal behave kia orr kaha ese toh hoti bhi nhi h..Toh usne kaha toh kesi hoti h..Toh m uske muh ke pass. ***After a solid half-hour of milling about the castle-esque frat house, avoiding conversation, and minding the hem of her dress to keep it from riding up too high and exposing her forgotten panties, she found herself as an onlooker of a pair of frat boys playing beer pong on either sides of a rickety card table. By this time, she had accepted too many drinks that seemed much stronger than your average fresh-from-the-keg brew, but they tasted sweet and they went down like water, so she kept on. I was on cloud 9 and started applying oil and playing with her hair, complimented her that she is so luck and wonderful because she got such a beautiful and lush hair. She was blushed and asked do I like women with long hair to which I replied her saying yes I like long hair women In fact I fantasies about them every now and then. She then asked me do you mean women or girls!. I was bit silent and requested her not to say anyone about what I am going to say to her. She laughed and promised me,. At the table she managed sit down demurely yetwith a quick flash of her thighs for His Lordship. They ate a light but tastylunch and drank a bottle of wine and then the Earl made his move. They hadmoved to a comfy leather settee with their wine glasses when he pushed hishand well up her leg, almost touching the tiny strip of material between herlegs. She pushed his hand away roughly, laughing and telling him to be a goodboy. He invited her to become a "wifelet," but she refused with a smile..