Mu mora nijara prathama anubhuti story lekhuchhi.mate bartamana 23 barsa bayasa.mo nameROHIT.mo mail id hela Mu Bhubaneswar re ruhe aau mu gote priva...e company re job kare . ama office re customer relation officer post re jane lady ruhanti.Ei story ta tanka aau mo bhita re hei thiba 5-6months talara sata ghatana . tanku 28 yrs aau se married aau tankara gote 5 yrs ra pua te achi .tanka name ta hela shilpa. tanku 1st dekhare hin pasand kari nei thili . aau tanka figure hela 34-28-34 ra sexy. She did get a suspicious look from the border guard though. He asked what seemed like a million questions – what is your citizenship? where are you going? how long will you be gone? purpose of your visit? Where will you be staying? are you carrying any weapons? blah blah, blah blah, blah blahhhhh!!! They just kept going on and on! The border is not someplace you mess around or make jokes, however, just answer the questions straight up and honestly and they should send you on your merry way.. He was unrelenting, on and on he went, never slowing. I thought he couldn't do it any harder but then he did and as I couldn't move and it was so hard and fast I could hardly breath. His fingers were digging into me so firmly I thought I'd be bruised. When he started to mutter 'fuck fuck fuck' I thought he was going to cum but there was more to come. Without a pause in his rhythm he leant over me pushed his hands up my top, cupped my breasts through my bra and rolled my nipples between his. K stayed away from that married guy after that.“The Black Lover”, K said she had a black lover once. “Dylan was his name, but he was a player. I always had to go looking for him; he never came looking for me.” I asked what she did with Dylan. She said “We fucked a lot.” What did you like about Dylan? K replied, “His muscular body and big cock!” So he made you cum a lot? She replied“Yea…I guess so…I wonder where he is today.” And she broke out in a big lascivious smile at the thought.“The DJ”, K.