Kushum najare jhuka khadi thi. Ram babu ne Kushum ke frock ke upper se usake gand ke ched par ke chaddi par hath ferate hue bole- “Miane raat ko Moh...n ke sath sab kuchh dekha hai.” Kushum ghabra gai. “Kya?” tum aur Mohan dono apane bhaiya ke kamare main jhank rahe the. Aur fir tum don one jo aapane kamare main jaa kar kiya tha. Fir Kushum sarama kar simat gai.Kushum ko sarmate hue dekha ram babu khade ho gaye ahu Kushum ko apane bahon main bhar kar chum liye. Kushum ka gora gaal laal ho gaya.. After he came, he pulled out from between my legs, and she went down and began to lap at me. Her pussy rested right above me, a very small dark patch of hair positioned at the top of puffy labia. I had never been with a woman before tonight, but I decided I was going to play the game the best I could. I brought my head up and gave a tentative, almost scared lick, just down one side of her split. Then another on the other side. It was smooth, I could smell her her musky sexual fragrance, it. He had liked them almost immediately, both of them easy going and laid back. And neither one of which acted like a lot of the stereotypical "gays" he had heard about, or very often seen. Had he not be told they were actually gay, he wouldn't have known to be truthful about it. And had he not seen them together in the apartment, he'd never have suspected anything there either. But they were loving, affectionate, and extremely playful with one another, always joking and having a good time. He. Two days later he was waiting for her at the rail station in Leicester, obsessively straightening his clothes and smoothing his hair. His eyes darting around, afraid he was going to miss her. There. His heart jumped when he saw her, wearing tight jeans tucked into tall boots, bundled up in a cream pea coat and bright orange scarf. She was hoisting her overnight bag onto her shoulder, her eyes bright, her mouth opening in laughter. Her gorgeous hair was tumbling around her shoulders just like.