“You know I really like eating sausages.”Smriti says, looking at Siddharth’s crotch. “Really? Then your favorite fruit must be banana,” Sidd...arth replies. They both laugh. “No, I don’t like bananas. I don’t like their shape. I like cucumber, though,” Smriti winks as she keeps getting naughty.Siddharth is enjoying that too, and from time to time, he is throwing naughty jokes. They don’t hold long and kiss each other. They cuddle and kiss, but they don’t take things further as both of them want. The cool water felt good against her hand and she quickly stripped down in anticipation of a nice relaxing shower. Cracking the window in their bathroom open a little she took out a cig and lit it up. As she took a much needed morning drag Lily walked up in front of the mirror looking at herself. Lily was a petite girl but had some fairly good proportions, the boys at school certainly seemed to think so. Standing at about 5 foot 6 inches she wasn't too small and she sported a B cup breast size.. She was kissed and fondled by her lady in waiting while the male part was thrusting into her. Petunia’s turn came later, he would not let them up from their position until he was ready again and had fingered her wet slit open. It was evident that they were both coming to terms with the delights of female frottage.The next few days included taking each of his ‘harem’ (as they called themselves) to bed: Smetna, Umbra (kind of – he didn’t want her to feel left out), Fimbra, in that order. “Like a. At sixteen she could allow me to have sex with her so I knew that I wouldn’t get in trouble. I was as gentle as I could possible be. Dhani loved it and so did I. It had been a while since I had been with a girl and it was a welcome relief. Dhani said that it was a lot better than her first time. First time? Yes she had been raped by a boy in her class on a field trip. The principle hadn’t believed her and her mother hadn’t believed her either. Donna had been treating Dhani like a slut since.