Mera mota lund aab uske bur mein ghuss rha tha. Dham dham. Apne haatho se uski boobs ko dabae ja rha tha.Kuch der iss position mein chodne ke baad mai...e uske rassi khol die. Aab woh mere upar aa gaye aur mere lund ko apne haatho se pakar kaar apne chut mein ghussa dia. Aab woh mere lund ke upar ghussane lagi. Uski mote mote choochiyan mere hoth ke samne hil jhul rhe the.Main unhe chume laga.Uski nipples ko apne daato se kichne laga. Misti boli” aaah papa.Dard ho rha h. Jara dhire se.” kuch der. She was very happy to see me there and not leaving any chance of kissing and hugging me. It was very cold outside but we were able to generate heat required to survive .I asked her about her would be husband she did not give any reply .There was a silence in the room for few minutes. She said `before I go to my husband I want to be yours`, I have loved you and it is my wish that you should be the first person who would be seeing me nude and loving me first time. Despite my sincere efforts to. ”Jack what are you doing!!!”She is scared out of her mind.”this has been prolonged for too long Lupe””what are you talking about?? Get off meeee”She thrashes trying to get me off her. I wanted to hit her but I love her too much. I press my lips into hers and slip my tongue deep into her throat and back out before she bites.”eeewww Jack stop!!!!! Why are you doing this!?”She's crying now. As if I care.”why do u think? I've loved u for so long this is going to happen!”She looks at me pretending. The badnews was that while the fat accumulation could be expected to slow downand then stop during my 20's, that plastic surgery was the only way toget rid of the fat. "Uh, yeah, well I'll think about that, Doc," I saidas I left his office.I had been having a "bad underwear" day - well, more like a "badunderwear week" or even a "bad underwear month." My tummy had gotten alittle larger and while I could pull the top of my boy's underwear shortsup to my waist when I got dressed (I did have to get.