Itna kala to koyala bhi nahi hota .Teri chhoti chuchi aur na k barabar gaand se tu kisi ko pata nahi payegi. Koi tujhe pyar nahi karega. Tera pati to ...ujhe pakka chhodke dusri aurto ko chodne jayega. Tere andar aurat ka nahi koi gun h nahi roop h. Dobara apni shakal mat dikhana mujhe.Yeh bolte hi didi mere kandhe par sar rakhke rone lagi.Nilesh ne kisika gussa kisi par nikala tha. Main uski baat soch raha tha aur didi ki peeth sehlakar unko shaant karne laga.Unke muh se chuchi aaur gand aur. I grew up in Northern Wisconsin. Very cold in the winter and very dry, as in no humidity. Our house was oil heated and one of my household jobs was to keep the various pots that we had spread around the house full of water so that we did not electrocute ourselves or the cats with blasts of static electricity.Yes, my brother and I were evil kids who took delight in rubbing our heavy wool socks on the carpet and then holding a finger out for the cat to sniff. The cats wet nose was a perfect. . In the evening I called her and talked for almost 40-45 minutes, somewhat I remember, was the following conversation:R (me): hi, how are you khushi… I’m missing you a lot, dearK (khushi): hi jaan .. I too missing uR – today I felt like I was in heaven and missing your lovely touchK – I didn’t understandR – nothing just I was missing those lovely moments, what are you doing?K – Just came from bathroomR – hmmm can I come in.. K – ya sure (laughingly)R – let’s do roleplay … what say…K – ok you. Tom began kissing her pussy and working his tongue in and out of her pussy. When she began to react, he inserted two fingers into the pussy and reached up to the roof of her pussy and searching for sweet spot. We could tell when he hit it by her physical and oral reaction. He began working her sweet spot with his two fingers and then began working her clit with his other hand. As her body tensed and arched and motioned Tom to pick up his intensity on both her clit and sweet spot and he did..