He stood up, walked over to a small wooden table shrugged his jacket off and hung it on the back of a chair, revealing a plain black t-shirt. His shou...ders were still alluringly broad and toned. He strolled across the room and disappeared through to an adjoining room returning shortly with a glass of water and a damp flannel. ‘Here drink this’ he said handing her the glass. She found that she was in fact, very thirsty. She gulped it down without really considering the risks until after she’d. Usne muje chusne ko bola par mene mana kar diya… usne muje samjaya aur kiss kaarne ko bola… par mene mana kar diya… fir usne apne lode par darymilk silk lagayi…jo muje bahot pasand thi aur bola ke ab aek baar kiss karo karo pls… mene aek kiss ki aur fir mu me lena start kiya…. Vo mere gale tak pahoch raha tha..Par dairmilk ki vajah se chocolaty lag raha tha…Ab usne muje pith ke bal lita diya… me dari thi… kyo ki ye mera pehli baar hone vaala tha…vo mujse bada bhi tha…wasim bole ke kutiya… ab me. "Mmm, I want to feel your cock inside of me," she stammers. "Fuck me deep and hard!" Get on the sofa, then. I want you to stick that tight ass of yours out," he orders.She complies, resting her hands on the seat of his sofa, she protrudes her ass up in the air. Her slender legs supported by her high heels, her calf muscles further tightening her legs. He lowers himself down onto his knees and spreads her ass checks far apart. Her butt hole exposed, he moves his face towards it and spits against. ”“I’m just being honest,” I said defensively. “Why am I the one choosing my bridesmaid dress, anyway? Isn’t that supposed to be Rita’s job?”“Not in my wedding,” Rita said. “My cousin chose our dresses for her wedding and we all looked like squashed cupcakes, which she absolutely did on purpose so she could look the best. Fuck that noise. I picked a color, now get off your ass and pick a dress, Celine, or so help me god—”“Okay, okay,” I said, and groaned as I pushed myself up from the plush.