Phir vo boli ke rahul aur golu kisi jaruri kaam se teen dino k liya bahar jaa rahe tour per. Main kaha to main kya karu , to wah bhut sexy andaz main ...oli ke kal tum golu ke jagah mere class le lo na gurujee . uska asa kahna tha ke jase mujhe meri murad mil gayi, maine kaha kyo nahi jarur 2 baki ek baat main bata du k meri class bhut hi hard hoti hai , sahi nahi padne per stic se saza jarur milti hai jisme bhut maza hota hai.Smita boli asa kya , phir to jarur maza aayga padne main. Ok kal. I don't care and encourage her to have fun. But during this party, she got the attention of this one guy who, I must admit was quite handsome. He was tall with an athletic body. I watched from the side-lines as Angela danced with him several times. It was a slow burn so to speak. Angela was wearing her predictable short, tight skirt. She looked awesome as she danced with a sex tease look in her eyes and ready smile. I remember my cock got hard when the guy put his hands on her waist and pulled. Not only was Becky on-board, she was a total dom. She hadn’t been this turned on in years. “Yes, ma’am.” She locked her mouth around her left nipple, suckling and licking like a woman possessed. Becky stopped her after a few moments. “Clothes off, whore. Now. All of them.” Tanya was practically panting at being bossed like this. She unbuttoned her pants, letting them drop around her ankles. “Really, pink? What kind of immature slut are you? You don’t get to keep those. Give them to me.” She. “Beer doesn’t do that to me.”“I thought you just turned twenty-one,” he said.She looked up at him. “You’ve never been to college, have you.” It was a statement, rather than a question.“Nope,” he said.“Can I have my clothes, please?” she asked. Gone was the flirtatious girl he’d met the night before. She was thoroughly cowed now.“Nope,” he said again.Her head popped up and she winced. “Why not?” she almost whispered.“‘Cause they’re still in the washer,” he said happily. “You go take a shower and.