I’d planned on throwing all my pitches but needed to get my off-speed pitch working for strikes or it would be a long night. I didn’t think too mu...h about it until the first batter came up and had a big grin on his face. I think he thought this was going to be like batting practice.I figured, why not give him what he expected? But I would throw it high, and out of the strike zone, to see if he’d chase it. He did and hit the ball high and long. For a moment, I was worried that I’d made a big. " I moved to kiss her, my tongue exploring her small, wet mouth as James continued to ratchet, slowly but relentlessly, his girthy member into her tight, unbreached pussy. Then I felt James' hand cradle and squeeze my right breast, groping artlessly in his confused passion."Meg..." he gasped my name while the firm, fleshy walls of my best friend's cunt gripped like a vice on his erection, placing him on the brink of a second climax. "Fuck her, James," I begged, swallowing as I pulled away. Woh bara khoobsoret jawan tha.woh drive kerte howe akser miror main mujhe deikhta tu main sherma jati.jabh barat wahan ponchi tu wahan logoon ka kafi Rush tha. Wahan us ne moka pate hi mujhe kaha ka “saiama mujhe tum bohat achi leghti ho”.main sherm se lal ho ghai lakin kuch boli na.wapsi per raat ho chuki thi aur abh car meri khala ka beta drive ker raha tha aur woh(Amir)sath wali seat per beitha tha.main us ke peashe wali seat per thi.raste mein us ne kae bar seat ki side se apne hathoon se. “Mrs MacMillan strip!” Cheered Anna but again no response. I hadn’t called on the teacher.“Woo!” Mandy threw her hands up, waved an empty test around, and smirked, “There’s a hundred if I ever wrote one.”“Are you so confident?” Mrs MacMillan looked up, “You don’t have a history of hundreds, Amanda. I’d be happy to grade it right now.”“What?” Mandy shook her head and stifled a laugh, “Not yet.”“I didn’t think so,” Mrs MacMillan replied, “Now keep your voice down, other students are trying to.