A year or 2 after she moved in, she went out with my friend Jay a few times, and he bragged on and on how she was so good in bed, and how tight her pu...sy felt. I was so envious. She’d also gone out with my friend Ken, even though he was much older – she was about 18, he was 25. I knew he funked her as well, but he didn’t share details. Ken was having a party at his place one night. On the way over, Tina mentioned that she wasn’t going to drink. ‘C’mon, there’s no way you’re going to make it. She released me from my headlock and cried out "Give me that big hard cock, put it inside me now and fuck me good. I want to feel every inch of it deep inside me."Rising to my knees I moved up on the bed until I was against her between her open legs and rubbed the tip of my cock between her swollen pink pussy lips until it was well lubed, then with a firm but gentle push my cockhead slipped inside. I looked down and watched as I slowly continued pushing as my entire cock disappeared. I paused. To bole thik hai aur hum bed room me chale gaye.Aur darvaja band kar diya unhone apni sari utarna chalu kiya mene kaha ruko bhabhi muje utarne do na vo boli thik hai jaldi karo mene fatafat unki saree utar di aur dekhta hi reh gaya unke vo bade bade boobs blouse me bhi nahi sama rahe the mene kaha bhabhi ise bhi khol du kya to bole ha aur kehte kehte mera muh unke boobs par daba diya mene kaha bhabhi mast Boobs hai tumare, vo bole jaldi karo muje jana hai mene jaldi se unka blouse aur peticote. What did you not see there that you think she should have?’ That quieted me for a while as I wracked my brain. I knew that she had plenty of perfume and body wash and shampoo and anything else scent-related. I knew that she had enough music and films on CD and DVD and even on Blu-Ray to open up her own store if she chose to sell it all. She collected dolls, but she already had so many that one more would not likely mean anything to her. Her favorite color was pink, the stereotypical girly.