Aisa sun kar ab mujhe laga ki Behan ki Gand maarne ka rasta ab khul gaya hai.Mujhe bhi apne ooper bharosa ho gaya ki dheeraj aur sabr ke sath Gand mar... hai tabhi tau behan ne koi na nukar nahin ki,balki dilchaspi hi dikhayi. Teesri bar meine Savita ko peeth ke bal chit lita kar ,dono tangay uthha kar apnay kandhon par rakh li thhi.Aisay Savita ki choot aur Gand dono hi mere samneay thi.“Savita,meri pyari chhoti si behan,is waqt tumhari Gand ki badi behan,bhawishya mein us ko chodnay wale Lauray. The females wore long beautiful dresses that could make any man's heartbeat accelerate. It was going to be a big event. Johnny had heard through a grapevine that this event didn't happen but once every 10 years. It was sort of a secret event. Not many knew about. Supposedly no one was suppose to know about it.The bus arrived right on time. 5 minutes before midnight. Everyone stepped in chatting about how exciting this was going to be and how they were ready for such an event. Johnny knew he was. Several young black men called to me from a balcony and invited me up.They were very nice,saying they noticed my tits several blocks away.They helped me remove my clothes and had me lie down. These guy called themselves "The Lucky 13".At my first glance at their naked bodies,,I thought the 13 referred to the length of their cocks instead of the number of their group.;all slender,well built,obvious bodybuilders.I thought I was in heaven as two guys started biting and sucking hard on my. ‘Yeah. Are they allowed to do this?’ asked Blake. ‘Yes, the courts have decided male prisoners may be made nude as punishment,’ informed the professor-looking woman. That pantsuit gave her an authoritative look, even if it wasn’t as attractive as what the younger girls were wearing. Most of the girls were wearing jeans and tight fitting shirts, with a few midriffs showing. A couple were wearing shirts and some had shinny makeup. None of them were wearing very formal clothes other than the.