.Mene use pakda or gira diya uske pero k bich betha aur uske navel pe kiss krne laga pet pe tounge ghumane laga or dono hath se boobs dabane lagaShe:a...ahhhh rohan plsss dheere dard hora aramse dabao me tumari hi hu..Nipples ko suck karo na plssMe utha aur niplles ko suck krte krte uske jeans k button kholne start kiya fir usk pet ko kis krte krte jeans ko utarne laga wax legs the islye jeans bhi fisal gaya zatse nikal gaya..Fir pero se leke thies tak tounge se lick krte gaya aur ek hathse thies. A few minutes before the pizza should arrive I drove home and be parked across the street and down a couple houses so I could get a clear view when Stacey opened the door.The timing was perfect and a few minutes before five the delivery driver pulled up to the front of the house in a beat-up old car with one of those magnetic pizzeria signs on the roof. The guy was in his mid twenties and more than a little overweight. As he walked up to the front door I held my breath while waiting to see what. My hand moved down, finding her navel under her crop top. I ticked it a bit, then moved slightly to the side. She was wearing a slit skirt so I had little trouble sliding my hand in. I tried to find the elastic band of her panties but encountered only what felt like soft fur. A thrill shot through me when it came to me that she was pantyless. I found her lips quickly and her entrance shortly after. There was no warning whatsoever -- within ten seconds she came all over my hand without. That done, I debated going out the window and getting away from the house, but then I realized that the drop from the second floor window would probably fuck me up worse than those three guys would. I took several deep breaths and got myself under control. They couldn't do anything to me! If they kicked down the door I'd have to tell mom and dad what happened to it and why. Same if they beat me up. But I still left the door locked and the chair jammed under the knob.It was maybe an hour later.