Ektu ektu lojja korchilo karon prothom bar keu amake ardha nagno dekhte choleche. Ami giye x ray table tar opor suye porlam dudu gulo tokhon o hath di...e dheke rekhechi. Kom boyeshi lok ta eshe table er niche ki shob korlo kore machine tar pichone chole gelo. Onyo lok ta amar pashei dariye. Ami chit hoye suye achi tokhon bollo “hath gulo sorao”Ami aste aste hath gulo soriye dilam. Amar dudu gulo beriye porlo. Nipple gulo puro dariye salute korchilo jeno. Amar ei dike panty puro bhije geche jol. The flower was tucked right in the sweet spot where I wish my face would be stuffed, suffocating in between her ample assets. I pick up the flower while trying not to make contact with her skin. Her gaze followed my hand as I pluck the flower off her chest.She was embarrassed and so she quickly fixed her pallu and walked away saying, “I will bring the food to the table.” It was a very awkward moment. It resulted in giving me an erection. I followed her to the kitchen. Standing in the distance I. "mmphhh," she moaned. He slid all the way out and shoved back in. He must have been at least 8 or 9 inches long, and was as wide around as a large bottle. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back into him as hard as he could. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as he thrust into her over and over again.Once again, I got to see her being fucked from behind, head pulled back, titties flapping in the wind. What a sight! I stood in front of her watching. She looked like she was in pain, but. Little did I know that not only would I get to meet and fuck her, but she would become my best friend, best lover I had ever had, but in a couple of years, she would become my wife. This is an introduction of my wife and I, and how we ended up in the swing lifestyle.I had no idea that the roomate would end up writing her friend and asking if I could add her to my friends list until a couple days had passed when she told me to add the friend. By that point, I had forgotten who she was talking.