Mai ayush 19 years old from Mumbai ek aur story leke aaya hu meri pichli story ke samarthan me appke bohot sare email mile thankyou,aur kisibhi aurat ...a ladki specially aurat ko maza chahiye ho to plz mujhe email kare plz comment kare ashrma89@gmail par married unstisfied women in Mumbai are most welcome. Ab mai story pe aata hu jo ki bilkul sacchi story hai.Ek din mai mumbai me local train se safar kar raha tha ,aap to jante hi hai ki mumbai local mai kaisi bheed rehti hai usdin 1 station se. ?What?s your name?? he asked again, this time louder. I didn?t know what to say. ?What?s your fucking name, bitch??Nancy,? I answered with some sort of woman voice.As he stared to all my body he said: ?Nancy, I?ve been watching you through the window as you walked all over the house. I think you make a hell of a sexy slut. But you should have closed the back door better. Now I know your secret and my silence have a price.??Please, don?t tell anybody,? I responded.?You are a beautiful little. Mai awkward feel krr rha tha maine usse kuch bhi kha 1 dophar wo so rhi thi aur meri mom uske baju me so rhi thi mon me mujhe kha mere pair dabade jaisa ki mai har roj krr ta hu. Waha nisha apne pet ke bal soti thi aur uski gol gand ka njara dekh aisa lh rha tha jaise abhi uski gand mar du. Mom tv dekh rhi thi to me shire se apne hath uske gand par pherne lga.Aahhh kya gand thi uski soft gadde jaisi maine pehli baar kisi ki gand ko hath lgya tha.Fir able 2din tak aise hi krtaa rha aur gand. She wets her lips and presses them to the head of my cock, running her tongue over it until I groan aloud. She feels so warm. She looks up at me. I stroke her hair and tell her that she is beautiful, that I think she is so hot. Smiling, she nods acknowledgement then slides her wet lips down my shaft. I moan, and fling my head back, giving in to my wife. I cradle her head and oblige for a short spell, knowing that I really don’t want to come like this. I am struggling to resist her and she knows.