You must be Mr Farmer?" Ben. Please call me Ben." Only if you will call me Jane." OK then, Jane it is."Truth to tell, Ben was far from happy discussin... his particular problem with a young woman. He'd rather imagined some elderly gentleman with wild hair and a Viennese accent. He decided that he'd better just make the best of it."Well then, Jane, where is the couch?" I don't 'do' couches. Actually, I don't think anyone does these days, outside of Hollywood. Just sit down and make yourself. Aur kya batau aisa laga ki jannat me hu fir maine boobs press karne laga aur ek hath dhire dhire usaki panty me dalne laga but usaka nada bohot tite tha muze use kholne me thoda wakt laga badme mai ek hat se usake boobs daba raha tha aur ek hath usaki chut pe ghuma raha th kya batau yaro mast usaki chut aisa lagraha tha ki kisi bhatti me hat daldiya ho mast garm thi usaki chut badme mai usaki chut me ek ungli daki air andar bahar karne laga to thodo hi der me chut se pani nikalne laga to mai. Maine b kapde pehne or yeh janne k liye k reena ab kaya kregi unki khidki k paas chup gya .Reena: arey wah richa tu to badi khiladi nikali akele akele maze le rahi hai . richa darte hue boli pls btana mat kisi ko . reena ne uski gand pe sharati tahpad mara or apni chut pe hath ferte hue boli yaar maza aa gya tum dono ki chudai dekhne ka . richa ki saheli ki ankho me hawas nazar aa rahi thi mujhe or mujhe laga ab to kismat khul gayi doosri b ready hai. Richa apne bed pe let gayi or uski saheli. ” He went into the kitchen the refrigerator light came on and lit up the living room. The furniture was old-fashioned Victorian type couch and chairs. Very expensive, very uncomfortable. Coming back in he handed me an imported beer, which sort of matched the furniture. “Want a glass?” “No, this will be fine.” We sat down next to one another on the couch, and started to kiss and neck. He had his hand on my cock and I had mine on his while we explored each other’s mouths. Then the ties.