Dusre din kajal subah mere saath college jaane ke liye ready hui usne ek bahut acha tight black top aur niche black skirt pehni thi jisme uski gaand b...hut hot lag rahi thi mein socha kyuna dono beheno ko seduce kiya jaye kajal bhi ab badi ho rahi thi uske bhi boobs bade ho rahe the mein usko aaj scooty chalane di woh khush ho gayi aur mein piche beth gaya.Phir achanak se bump aya toh uski skirt upar uchli aur mein turant age hokar uski gaand pe lund daba diya usne mud ke dekha aur kuch boli. I got in the backseat and watched him through the mirror.'This is my friend init. We are gonna take u somewhere and fuck u slag. Do u understand? ''Yes sir.''Good girl.' He replied.His friend let out a laugh then said 'We're gonna share you slag.'I was so wet.After about twenty minute drive he pulled up in a quiet car park in the middle of nowhere. He told his friend to get in the back so I could go in the passenger seat.I swapped places with his friend and he turned the car engine off.He then. I quickly resumed kissing down his chest and stomach noticing he wasn’t wearing boxers made me think he knew what I had planned. I decided to change it up a little bit and got off the bed taking the rest of my clothing off. Bending at the knees I gave him full view of my pussy. Once I had finished I got back onto his lap and sat on his stomach. “Do you want to eat my wet little cunt out? Umm I missed it yesterday.” I purred running my hand through his hair and looked at him as he nodded and. Hanna wasn't gay.She knew that. Still knew that. Hanna had always been attracted to guys, had sex with guys, ENJOYED having sex with guys, and she had always looked down on those girls who flirted with each other. Let alone those who went beyond that. It was ... wrong.Yet.It was her hands.Those callused, rough, firm hands. The hands of someone who works hard, was strong, who has the power to bend and twist, yet the gentle control to handle something delicate.And her muscles. Those firm, hard.