Who hamare liye khana lekar aye the, toh raat ko khana khan eke baad meri maa boli ki main aur komal ghar jaye aura ram kare, pehele toh hum dono nehi...mane bad me unke force karne par hum maan gaye aur komal aur main ghar ke liye nikal gaye. Raste me komal boli komal:jiju, ab toh aap baap ban gaye, party nehi doge? Me: jarur bolo kaha chale? Komal: nehi nehi ghar par hi party kar lete hai. Me: ok thik hai, toh bolo tum kya peeogi? Komal:beer aur vodka le lijiye. Maine raste me wine shop se 4. Sarah and I met cute. We were both new to the Madison area. I had just taken an Associate Professor position at a university there. It had a nice salary and research stipend, which was what lured me to the frozen tundra of Wisconsin. Prior to that I had worked at a small, technical college in Florida. But the allure of the Big Ten was too seductive.I was dating a woman who was a secretary in one of the little campus research shops. In my slightly more immature days, we used to call a girl like. I could feel the heat rising in my bottom as he alternated, spanking one side of my ass then the other. I had never felt so turned on. Steven continued to swat my bottom again and again until I moaned out loud as an orgasm shook my body. My knees went week and I nearly collapsed on the ground when the belt found my exposed pussy lips. Then I felt Steven’s hands on my hips and he thrust his cock into my dripping cunt. His shaft was in me to the root with a single stroke and he started hammering. David held his hand out to Sharon who took it but didn't shake it. She just held it for a while. "Very nice to meet you, David," she said."Likewise," David retorted as Sharon let go of his hand. She leaned to her side and opened a cool box that was sitting by the side of the lounger. She took out two cans of Coca Cola and handed one to each to us."Sorry I haven't got anything stronger," she said. "Dad doesn't like me drinking during the day, especially with a broken leg. He thinks I might get.