Now my choddu mind and prudish loura smelt something off I went to their place to be greeted by volley of questions regarding sexual interests etc, et.... All the while Reema was sitting timidly in her hip hugging jeans and Red t-shirt trying to contain her 34 d boobs. After satisfying himself by interviewing I Vikas asked me to proceed to their bedroom along with Reema. Once in the room he made her sit sandwiched in between both of us and feverishly started removing her clothes all the while. Kelly was very excited; I wasn’t much of a pot smoker however it could defiantly make things interesting….We got back to Kelly’s house and her parents were gone… we went in and put our stuff down and hung out in her living room, it was a nice set up with two large couches around a large TV, she had brand new carpet which was very soft… I kicked of my shoes and sat on the couch while we were looking for something to watch we all were just talking. Kelly was very pretty skinny and toned with nice. I fetch a bowl full of large wet ice cubes from the refrigerator. I start between her collar bones and place one every couple of inches down her front. The satin stops them sliding about but does nothing to stop the cold biting into her. Between her breasts the line builds towards her sex. I leave the last one in the line on her pubis.She is hot and slowly the ice cubes start to melt, the cold water starts to spread through the cloth sticking it to her skin in expanding patches. I turn the air. Her muscles contracting around it hard each time I pulled it back. Each time I sank back into her, I did a little harder. I did this until I was forcefully driving my dick into the back of her pussy as her hips moved to meet my thrusts. I grunted each time I hit bottom as my heavy balls swung free under me. “Yes Aaron, oh fuck yes, fuck me, harder.” She yelled out as she grabbed my ass, trying to pull me into her harder. I still wasn’t able to get my dick fully into her tiny body, but the.
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