Fir usne or btaya ki uske ghar wale kaafi rich family se belong krte hai, ad uska husband saudi me job krta h, vo 3-4 mahine me ata hai 10-15 din ke l...e bs,Me- maine pucha, baki tym kaise mann lagta hai, and ghr me or kaun kaun hai,Vandana- to usne kaha ki mere saas sasur hai bs 3bhk flat me reh rhey hai vo, nad vo regularly gurgaon apne parents k pas visit krti rehti hai.Me- maine fr se pucha ki bina husband kaise mann lagta hai tumhara, itnhi khoobsoorat ladki ko neendkaise aa jati hai akele. I walked to my closet and grabbd a shirt. Just a plain t-shirt. Pulling on some jeans, and socks I grabbed my shoes. I put my hair up and applied just a little make-up to my face. Heading down stairs I saw Jackson talking to my mom. "Hey." Jackson smiled when he saw me, and I felt a smile growing on my lips too."Hey, ready to go?" He asked."Yeah." Jackson took my hand and we walked to his car together. He opened my door for me, and then got in. Starting the car we head toward our secret . I hear your breathe draw deeply as I touch that secret spot between your neck and ear and knowing how sensitive it is, I linger for an extra moment, enjoying the sensations that I am causing you. I feel you arch your neck and feel you arch your hips searching for me. As I leave your neck with traces of small kisses, I linger for a kiss and your arms wrapped around my shoulders, feeling your hands and fingers upon my back pressing into the skin, sending sensations of urgency to my mind. I lower. Aber jeden letzten Freitag im Monat findet in Mannheim im Jails ja die Pissparty statt. Und ab und zu wenn es mein Arbeitsplan erlaubt fahr ich gern dort hin um ein bisschen Spaß zu haben.Ein Freund von mir ist ne Mega-Pisssau die nie genug bekommen kann. So hole ich ihn immer ab und wir fahren rüber nach Mannheim für ein bisschen Spaß. Bei so einer Gelegenheit , es war ein milder Herbsttag, wir hatten passende Klamotten angezogen ich ne alte Armyhose und mein Kumpel einen seiner Gummioutfits..