Babuji ki aakhri baat pe mann mein baatain chal rahi thi. Aur main mann hi mann khud se baatain kar raha tha.32 saal ho gayi hai umar, ab kahan ras. S...aadi hui hoti tab na is shardi main kuch ras ka anand milta. Pata nahin ab shadi bhi hogi ya nahin. Ye kundali milaane ki pratha bhi bawaal hi ho gayi hai. Kundali na hui, lagta hai koi saanp jeevan main kundali maarke baitha hai. Jo koi baat aage hi badhne nahin deta.Aur to aur jin ladkiyon se thoda bahut ras mila, woh mere paise ke piche hi. Although my boyfriend and I promised each other that we’d meet every three months, life never allowed us to. As we’re clear with all the characters of this , I would like to revise for y’all once again. I am K, my boyfriend is S and my best friend is A. This is the story of how I and my best friend A found ourselves getting intimate in a deserted classroom during our college fest.There’s always a special connection between the two of us. I thought it’s limited to the occasional flirting game we. I panicked a little, because, he didn’t use a condom, oh my gosh, he didn’t use a condom. I went to the toilet took some toilet paper and cleaned myself up a bit. Until, I just relaxed again, everything was going to be okay, I would just go buy a morning after pill in the morning, no worries. I stood up looked at myself in the mirror. Rearranged my hair a bit. And returned into the room, laid on the bed next to him on my tummy. Trying to be sexy and enticing, because beside the little scare I. 'Jilly control yourself, it was probably just a clothing malfunction, shirt or something', I replied, not really wanting to believe what I had just said, he was bulging and I suspect all the girl's minds were racing, at the prospect of seeing him unleash it, in anger. When we all met downstairs all the girls were tittering and as we had no TV, his cock would be the focal point of our attention, over these next two weeks.Pia's face was crimson as we dicussed her fathers attributes and when he.