Disha mam kept looking at me, as I went and sat near her. She started complimenting on how gorgeous I was looking. I don’t know why I was liking the...feeling of a girl’s cloth on my skin, and why I kept blushing on those compliments. Disha mam, kept on adjusting her hot pants, as men do to adjust their cock. Then the talks drifted to whether I had any girlfriend or not, to which I replied no.The satin silk was so smooth that it kept constantly slipping from my thighs and the panties which I was. “Biscuit! Biscuit, biscuit.” Nothing happened. Not even a twitch. “Biscuits?” Nope. Linda wrapped her fingers under the lip of the wall. “Biscuit,” she whispered. “Nurrrghhhhaa! Oh Jesus!” Linda waited for her head to stop spinning and her thoughts to refocus. Each orgasm was the same. A duplicate, a copy. There was no variation; they didn’t get stronger or weaker and unlike ‘ordinary’ orgasms, they didn’t feel any different for having already had one or six. Six! Linda had never had six. More

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