1 bat bata tune muzme aisa kya dekha ki teri randi ma aur karishma ko chodakar muze chodane ka socha.Mai-tum bilkul kisi pornstar ki tarah ho.Tumhe de...hate hi lund kabu se bahar ho jata hai.Mai pagal ho jata hu .Pls didi 1 bar muze chodane do nai to mai mar jaunga.Ye bolkar maine use bahon me bhar liya aur kiss karne laga tabhi koi upar ane ki awaj ayi to didi dur ho gayi aur jaldise bf band kar diya.Wo karishma thi jo didi ko dhundate hue uper ayi thi.Karishma-monika hame rat ke program ki. . want to come back to my house? I was like... hell yeah... what the hell took you so long to ask??? LOL!!So I followed him to his house. It was a house his parents just bought - and no one lived there yet. It was way out in the country and was HUGE. I had a brief moment of panic... OMG.... he could kill me and no one would ever find me! LOL!!He was a college football player - was a pretty big guy - not fat at all... just a really buff football type body. Really tall and just built! Yes I was. My name is Charlotte. And I want to try these shoes on in a size 7. Emily says, “I will get them for you. It’ll just take me a minute, Mam…Ms. Charlotte.” I smile, and say, “I’ll be sitting here waiting dear” Emily returns with a few boxes and kneels on one knee at my feet. I am enjoying this treatment. She helps me remove my shoes and her hand lingers a little too long on my foot. She seems nervous or excited, I cannot decide which. She is rubbing my black stocking pretending to smooth them. I swallow again. I love a nice ass on a man, and in those tuxedo pants I can tell his is spectacular. Pulling my leering gaze away I notice the artwork around the room and the many bottles of wines aging all around us. The room is circular and quite beautiful. It combines the modern and the traditional together effortlessly, and the outcome is breathtaking. He hands me a glass, raises his in a silent toast, clinks with mine and takes a sip. I smile and sip, too. He takes my glass and sets them.