I just love to please Bobby and will always do whatever it is, he wants me to do. I got out of the bath and then got myself dressed. I had some more ...ine and did my make-up. I wore my hair up because Bobby likes that. I admired myself in the mirror and woke Bobby up. “Wake up Bobby!” “Jesus, you look so good! Spread you thighs and let me lick your pussy before Gerry gets here." I got on the bed and Bobby pulled my panties down. Bobby licked and loved my bald pussy. His tongue felt like. I have changed the name of my friend, for if he reads this, he will break my bones, though his mothers name is the same.It was in 2006, my classmate Rajpal, Panjabi Hindu, lived just two lanes away from my house in a one room apartment. His father was a sales rep. And was constantly traveling, at least 20/25days a month. So most of the times, Rajpal and his mother were the only occupants of their small house. I was a frequent visitor to their house and was welcome at all times. Rajpal was a. "You're still staring," she pointed out. I felt my cheeks redden. "Sorry!" She laughed and leaned forward to hug me. "It's alright darling, I take it as a compliment." Her bare skin against mine felt warm to the touch. I inhaled her scent, a smell that I could never quite place, it was flowery and feminine. Her heart beat a slow steady rhythm. As she pulled away my right hand cupped her soft cheek. I had one small, millisecond of hesitation before I guided her face towards mine and planted. She said five shillings a pair which I thought was way too high. She said no if they wanted the goods they had to pay. The next time she met the girls at the pub she told them what the deal was. Four of the women had no problem with the cash and it was arranged for them to come over one-at-a-time at about 9 pm over the next four nights. The next evening, bang on nine there was a knock on the door and Gwen let in her friend Maisy. She was a stunning woman dressed real classy-like.I had her.