R tachara cheler thke tumi chatunir sukh nile r chle k aram debe na?Bornali devi baddho hye cheler bara ta mukhe pure chuste laglo.Rahul tar mayer mat...a ta chepe dhre mukhe thap dite laglo…Bornali devi chuste baddho holo valo kre. Ebr mayer gud e rahul tr mota akombho barata dhokate gelo..Guder mukhe barata rekhe ektu chap dite barata ektu dhuklo but dekhlo mayer good ta bes tight.Rahul- ma tomar gud ta ekhno eto tight ki kre?Bornali devi lojja peye bllo- onek bochor agei amra esb kora bandho. With a quick look around the familiar mess, he turned to the figure behind the desk."Someday you've got to do something about this office. The politicians must love visiting." The politicians never come here. If a crappy office is what it takes to drive them away, that's fine with me. Besides," she continued, "I think there are other things besides the furniture that keep them away from this building." You're probably right." He adopted a lecturing tone. "And for the next stop on our tour,. When all left we were left with the work of cleaning the house, as we started to clean the house we had frequent touches which she took casually and did not mind anything about it. After cleaning up the mess I was ready to leave and greeted them with a good bye, soon her husband halted me and told me to have dinner and go a bit late after discussing some topics.As we had dinner we discussed the topics about our personal life and shared our childhood memories and so on, in between the dinner my. She was about forty years old I guess but her tits were still perky and oh, so soft and tasty looking. One morning her husband had been gone on a railroad run for several days and I was lucky enough to peek into her room just as she rose for the day. No bra. White cotton panties. As I watched she took them off. Of course they were moist from the sweat of the desert night. I could almost smell the aroma from her pussy. She had one of those old-fashioned, v-shaped, hairy pussies that all women.