Badi hi majedar story lagti hai. Me aaj apni ek stpry likhne ja rah hu. Agr pasand aaye to comment jarur kijiyega. Ye story meri aur mere kaamwali ki ...ai. Uska naam Manisha tha. Uski age 23 (virgin) thi. Uska figure kamal ka tha.Uske bra ki size 38d thi aur kamar ek patli chine chameli ki tarah. Man to krta tha abhi usko chod kr apni randi bana dalu. Wo dikhne me saawali thi but figure bht hi mast tha jo ek bar dekh le bas chod dale.Ek din ki baat hai mere ghar par koi nahi tha me apne room me. Last time, when you had a drink, I got scared. I'm afraid, I was a bit rude to you. As if I do not trust you." I don't blame you for getting scared, son. It is a very radical thing to do. I've done some thinking myself. I have to admit, I was disappointed, but I have realised that I have no right to be." You haven't come up with any solution?" There is no solution. I've asked around. It is a very rare thing. Only Theodor has done it on a regular basis, and they are all very, very envious that I. Jill finished off some sort of concoction of coffee with flavoring, whip cream, and chocolate drizzle. I guess I’m old school. Coffee should be black with no other additives in my book. But folks seem to think differently about a ‘coffee shop’ these days. She looked adorable sipping her concoction, as a bit of whipped cream touched her nose. Before I could say anything, she grinned and wiped it away with a napkin, somewhat embarrassed by the moment. The boyish grin on my face gave away the. She could tell I was trying to hold back, but after what seemed like hours I couldn't contain my molten come from exploding into her. She screamed in approval as I came. She got off and walked over to the room service tray still sitting there. She had a few nibbles of cheese and topped off our wine glasses. When she climbed back under the covers, I rolled Livy over and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. I knelt behind her and rammed my rock hard cock into her still wet cunt. With each.