Kamar patali thi. Vo jab hasati thi tab gaalon men khaddhe padate the.Meine stan pakade to us ne lund tham liya aur boli, “Devarji, tum to tumare bh...ya jaise bade ho gaye ho. Vakai ye teri nunni nahin balki lund hai, aur vo bhi kitana tagada ? Haay Ram, ab na tadapao, jaladi karo.”Meine use leta diya. Khud us ne ghaghara upar uthaya, jaanghen chadi ki aur paanv addhar liye. Mein us ki bhos dekh ke dang rah gaya. Stan ke mafik Suman ki bhos bhi chaudah sal ki ladaki ki bhos jitani chhoti thi.. .. Ash sure the hell did. She had told me many times, long before we had met Mike and Kim, that having another man's kid was the one fantasy, the most powerful trigger to most of her orgasms. She loved pretending some guy was impregnating her and she was going to have his baby...not mine! She claimed there was something in that fantasy that would get to any woman. Something very primal. Something wired deeply inside and if I loved her and trusted her, I would just deal with it. How did I "damn. Our inn turned out to be a seafood restaurant. I scanned the menu in my research for anything edible enough, because the Polish stomachs can throw an octopus up quicker than vodka. "Shrimps? Would think of District 9... no heart to eat them," I acted cheerful as I observed with the corner of my eye how my partner is agitated about the match.In consequence, when the waiter came, I only stammered,"A mug, please. Yes, with coffee."He ordered something I'd heard for the first time and rolled his. Perhaps it was a sign that she had to wear clothes so I better moved in the bathroom. I answered the natures call, and immediately took bath. As expected there was no bra or pantie in the bathroom, however I noticed the body hairs all over the bathroom, a bunch was kept at the ventilator sill. Definitely her pubic hair. I smelled them. It had a warm intoxicating aroma which would be disgusting smell in the beginning but as you keep on smelling it tingled rite at the crotch.When I came out, the.