Fir hum bed pe gaye wo mera land padak ke hilane lagi aur fir use chusne lagi wo bhut der tak use chusti rhi is bich mai ek baar jhad cuka tha fir hum...69 mai aae aur suck krte rhe wo kafi enjoy kar rhi thi wo boli plz ab chod toh aur nhi reh paungi me ne land uski najuk virgin chut pe rakha aur ek tej jhatka mara mere land thoda andar gya wo chik padi thoda khun bi niklaFir me dhire dhire use chodne laga wo ro rhi thi fir tej dhakke marna laga wo 2 baar jhad gayi thi fir mene use kutiya banne. I couldn’t get over the fact of how fair she was compared to me, I kept looking at my arm next to hers, and then the smell. Dear God she smelled great, I had never really focused on how a woman smells like before, but with her sitting so close to me, I couldn’t help getting a little intoxicated by her smell.I started to get conscious of the fact that I might now be staring too much and risking getting caught. The conversation went from being smooth and fun to being suddenly being an effort for. Of course if they did have a super sense of smell, I couldn't slip up on them any better than anyone else could, but I knew about running them off a cliff and I also knew about trapping them in a small blind canyon, draw, or the like. Knowing it would work ahead of time was more than half the battle.Still it would be pointless to spill the beans until I could try my hand at making a few lariats. One thing was certain about training a horse, or Cashda, especially a grown one. If you didn't have. Shit! What was I thinking? My advert wasn't very good and I hoped nothing would come of it. Wrong! On the second day of the advert appearing I had seven men wanting to meet me.I looked at the texts and thought yes lets do this. It wasnt the money anymore it was the thrill of these men wanting my body to use as they please. The first night of my "new job", I got ready and put on black sheer stockings, rubbing my hand over my smooth legs. I noticed I was wet through my panties, my small smooth.