“Thanks for the best night ever”. Indian sex By the time school ended we were practically living at each other’s homes. She said some of the girl-girl stuff was pretty hot too but she still liked the straight sex better. We pushed the door open and in the dim light through the one window it was sort of creepy and had spiderwebs and we were both wearing what was almost a summer uniform – shorts, crop tops, and flip flops. I was just so happy it was my best friend. “Thanks for the best night ever”. I gently held her little breast, my thumb running over her tiny nipple. Her tongue flicked across her lip and I asked her if she had ever tasted herself before. What a surprise they were! I pushed my top up above my tiny breasts and half turned towards her. I loved it. I loved it! She was rubbing her pussy right in front of me and I could see how wet it was and seeing the dew on her few light hairs made me moan out loud. I wanted to hold her but I was still a bit afraid, except for me taking her hand we hadn’t really touched. I kept kissing her face all over, little light kisses, I couldn’t stop doing it. “I can’t believe I
