.Ankur ko mere esee bate sunkar bahut josh aa gyaa thaa aur vo niche see apnee gaand uthakar mere fudyy mee apna lode kee tevraa ghrshan kar rhaa thaa...��…………..vo mere dono mumo ko jo ab tak bilkul tight ho chuke thee apne dono hatho see masal rhaa thaa……….mere munh se avazee aa rhee thee………… uuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh………………….aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh………..eeeeeeeeeemmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh………..Ankur mere chut ko kiseee table kee tablle kee tarah haath se nhee apne lund see. She would wear the coat until her performance on stage at the annual. Until then, no one needed to see the black dress she wore, with its low neckline that extended down between her breasts, and even further down her back, showing the dimples in the small of her back. The coat was longer than the dress, and covered her down to her mid thighs. Faux leather stockings stretched just over her knees, and the platform heels she wore glistened in the dim warehouse light. Her dark hair had been teased. Gobind ne kaha ki haa yar idia achahi tera ab gobind bhi me chipke huye sarir ki upar se muje sexy najro se ghur raha tha mai najar jhuka ke chor najro se sab kuch dek rahi thi mere sare sarir me kap-kapi se uth gai aur boor me karant sa daur gaya.tabtak sambhu chai bana ke le aaya usne pehle sanjay ko chai deya phir mere or aane laga mai njar jukaye uske pant ki jip ki andar ke uthe lund ko soch rahi thi ki usne kaha bhibhi ji chai lijiye kaha kho gai hi aap mai har bara gai sabhi jor jor se. Allie was the youngest in her large family, the only girl, the baby as it were – but not in her mind. She was long past the need of always being protected, nurtured, followed, obsessed over. She loved the attention, the constant questioning, being provided for – it made her feel loved. She also felt crushed, overwhelmed at times; suffocating in her all to over-attentive brothers. It wasn’t their fault, her mind justified. Allie was in a horrible accident with her parents when she was younger,.