Ti eka thapdichi pan navti. mala tila ek thosa maravasa vatla. pan sultana mhanali:’ tichyakade laksha deu naka, ithe aamchyavina konihi yet nahi’... to divas asach gela.Nantarchya divshi gudi padva hota. aaine aadhi sultana la vicharla. ti khushine mhanali:’ho kara na, mala pan pahayachay tumchyat kay kartat te!’ mi gallery hoti tithe gudhi ubharli aai tyachi puja karayala yenar hoti. aai nehmi nauwarit gudichi puja karat ase ani aajhi karnaar hoti pan aaj tichya manat veglach bet hota. aamhi. TK took me by the hand and led me to a nearby hallway that was a little less crowded. As I stood with my back against a wall TK affectionately ran his fingers down my cheek and slid his tongue into my mouth. We kissed with a sex driven urgency that neither one of us had the power to fight."Slide off your panties," TK whispered.TK stood in front of me to help block the view from onlookers, as I quickly slid my panties down over my shoes. He pressed me snugly against the wall and slid his hand up. Wo bola rahi thi kha jao isko aur sath sath uske boob bhi daba raha tha , fir maine uske boobs choose choose ke lal kar. Wo aur mai dono pagal ho rahe the ,usne mujhe dhakka diya aur mere lund ko jhat se underwear wear se bahar kar diya aur apne muh me le liya. She is sucking very deep , aisa mja to kabhi nahi aaya tha best experience tha. Wo usne bola jab discharge hone wala ho to bata dena after 10 min maine usko bola usne apne muh se lund bahar nikal kar hilane logi mai mai jhad gaya, usne. “Umm, yeah!” she called out. “You have no idea!”“Oh, I think I do, actually,” I replied playfully. “Heightened senses, remember?”She paused, before responding, her tone suddenly hesitant as she changed subjects. “Hey, just wondering, but what’s your favorite color?”I grinned, opening up a package of chocolate, now that the water on the stove was beginning to boil, another pot set within it. “Do you mean my favorite color, in general? Or my favorite color on you?”She giggled. “How about both?”I.