Par friends main nahi jaanta ki pata nahi kyon aap log meri stories par voting nahi kar rahe hain? Friends aapko meri ye aapbeeti jaisi bhi lage Achhi...ya Buri aap usi hisaab se apni Votes jaror dein. 1 chhej or mujhe bahut si girls pata nahi wo real mein girls hi hain ya boys ne mujhe kuch incomplete stories bheji or mujhse request ki kiMain us story ko complete karke post kar doon or bahut se boys ne bhi mujhse request ki hai ki kyonki unko mere story likhne ka style kaafi pasand aaya to main. So then I told her to get on her knees and to open her mouth, and then she got on her knees,and opened her mouth and I held her head and I unzipped my pants and pulled down my boxers and I pulled out my hard rock dick. Wow she said, I've never seen a dick before, and I told her to touch it and she touched it then I thrust myself into her mouth almost choking her, ohhhhhhh fucccckk, I moaned as I started to face fuck her hard. As she sucked my dick I picked up a camera and started filming her. She nodded. I let her go and stood her up straight. She turned around to watch as I slid my shorts and boxers down to my ankles and stepped out of them. I stripped my shirt off to give her a full view. She looked in amazement at my 7 inch cock. I grabbed her shoulder and guided her to her knees. She looked up at me, nervous, the innocent look on her face belying her nudity. Both of her small hands were wrapped around the base. She stared into my eyes and opened as wide as she could, taking two. He entered the room. He could see there were two off-shoot doors to the left. He opened the first one and sighed with relief. An en-suite. No-one there. Then he opened the second. A dressing room. It was filled with gorgeous ballgowns and evening wear and if his eyes did not deceive him, extravagant corsetry and Victorian fetishwear. He had not expected to see that. He doubted it had been on the tour when he was a c***d. Suddenly, there was movement. Not just a little movement, but all around.