Mai yahan pahle apni uss dost aur uske mummy ke bare me kuchh bata dena chahta hoon. Mera dost ka naam Bikash Sinha hai , wo mujhse bahoot chhota hai ...ar ek hi jagah rahne ke karan hamari achchhi dosti thi. Mera aksar uske ghar aana jana tha. Uski mummy kafi sunder thi . Umar ho chuki thi par apni figure ko maintane karne ke karan uske umar ka pata bilkul bhi nahi chalta tha. Hamesh ekdum sexy lagti thi. Ghar me hamesha transparent saari aur tight blouse pahanti thi jisse usske chuchiya bahar. Most of the people were watching from the back bar and there was a pretty constant flow of people peeking around the corner of the back bar. Everyone was behaving and no-one was grabbing or trying to catch feels or that would have ended it, but everyone was enjoying the fun.Her game was pretty bad at this point, so I finally won the next one. Without missing a beat, Stacy reached around, undid the bra and flung it at me to the roar of the crowd. Let me tell you that it was incredible at this. I was so surprised by her statement that I laughed as I swept her into my arms and carried her giggling into the den where I plopped down on the leather couch. As soon as we were seated on that stiff formal piece of furniture I claimed my kiss or rather my kiss claimed me.Writers have waxed poetic about first kisses. I have to admit that up until that point in my life I had wondered what all the fuss was about. In my mind a kiss was merely a prelude, a necessary preparation for that ultimate. She also knew that the woman on top of her would never take no for an answer. Hinata sighed as she stuck out her tongue and began to lick the other woman’s folds. Anko let out a moan as Hinata went to work. Her tongue skill was pretty good considering the workout she had been put through. Anko reached up, grabbed her breasts, and began to play with them. ‘She’s not half bad,’ thought Anko. ‘Hmm, maybe I should also train her to please other women. After all, I did tell Naruto-kun to screw as.