To dosto jessa ki ap jante ho ya mere naye frds jinhone pahle meri story read nahi ki unhain bata du ki didi ne mujse wada kiya tha ki vo muje mere b�...�day ke din apni gand ka anmol gift dengi meri najar to kab se didi ki gand per thi jab main didi ko ghodi bana kar chodta to gand mere samne hoti lekin main didi se koi jabardasti nahi karna chahta tha or mera b’day Bhi najdik aa raha tha to main chahta tha ki didi khud muje apni gand ka gift de to vo din bhi aa gya jab muje ye gift milna tha raat. Any interested gal or auntyz in karnataka can inbox me @ dont forget and am from 300 kms to Bangalore i just love sex from my childhood and here is the rest of the story….IN ( HINDI AND ENGLISH )As my sister was married in the marriage i found a gal to look she was in perfect shape 36 28 34 i felt too good watching at her every time she was changing her costumes for every 2 hours in the marriage and my excitement was increasing but after the marriage i could not see her for many days later. I grabbed the wet towel and with one hand, reached out with my hand where Mr. Patel could see the towel in my outstretched hand – and I dropped the towel to the floor in front of him. We both got quiet. I lowered my head and with my fingers still caressing his scalp and tilting his head back slightly, I gently kissed the top of his bare forehead.After a few minutes of sustained animation, Mr. Patel turned his head slightly to look upward, towards my face. I reached out and in a moment filled. I told Kim I need to check back home. We exchanged contact info, and I took off home. I got home, responded to one of my college students, then emailed Kim, she told me to come back over. She told me to park my car in front of the house or pull my bike in and come thru the side gate. She was going to be in the shower. The back door would be unlocked.I headed inside, followed the sound of the water and found my way back to her bedroom. I stepped into the master bath, said “hello Kim”, and was.