Meri height 5’6″ hai or mery “TOOL” ki lambai 7″ or motai 2.5″ hai. Ye meri ISS per 1st story hai is liay agr koi galti ho jay to us k lia... I m very sorry agr app ko ye story achi lagy to mujhy mail kar k zaroor karna or koi tips deni ho to wo bhi zaroor mail kary mera email address hai” ” . To ab me apni story per ata hn ye stori meri cousin ki hai us ka nam hai iqra or us ki age 19 years hai. Us ka figure hai 28, 24, 26 or us ki choot bht hi raseeli hai Ye bat aj se 2 saal pehly ki hai jub me. Messed with by me, all errors are mine.This is a different type of story for me. It is based on a compilation of events in the news that have happened in the past few years. Of course, it is entirely fiction.I am Geoffrey Winston, I was 26, widowed, a maintenance technician and volunteer fire fighter\first responder for the area where I live when all of the events of this story started. My wife had tried to run out on our marriage, and the bastard she was cheating with crashed his car racing. The tables had been smartly set with silver and china. The women were all dressed in their finest sexy outfits. The men were in their summer dress up best. Everyone was in a party mood. The atmosphere was decadent. Carol and I chatted about the evening. I asked her what she expected. Carol said, "A depraved wanton evening." I said, "Sounds like our kind of fun." I smiled to myself. I hadn't told Carol that I had arranged for every man she had had sex with to be there that night. We had dinner. I walked up, and said hello, hoping that I could speak coherently given how hard my heart was beating. Its beating out of my chest just writing this. I walked through the screen door and they were sitting there in the darkness drinking a few beers. We talked for about 20 minutes about nothing and I kept thinking to myself when was this going to start?? How does this work?? Right about then she lifted her legs onto the table. She had been wearing a button down shirt, I assume it was his because.