Why dont you show me your room? As he leads me into his room I am thinking of the best way to accomplish what I set out to accomplish tonight. This ki... is going to be mine tonight if I have to gag him and tie him to the bed. His room is small and typical with NASCAR posters and sports memorabilia on the walls. He loves cars and he is telling me about this one and that one then stops and says: I am sorry I did not offer you anything to drink. Would you like some juice or beer or something? I. Today was finally the day. We had been dreaming about this so long and finally, it's here. Finally, the captain had spoken over the intercom telling the flight crew to prepare for landing and my heart began to beat so fast that I felt like it could shoot out of me. It had been a very long flight and as much as I wanted to try and get in a good sleep during the flight, my excitement had been that much that I didn't get much at all.I had heard stories that clearing through customs can be a pain. It was thick and large. Who knew that my very own creative writing teacher was hung like a horse? I needed to get myself in a good position as well as getting as comfortable as possible. I kicked off my pink flip flops and sat down in a diagonal angle while putting my bare feet up on the steering wheel. I leaned over to my side and took hold of that thick monster. I began stroking it to life. The girth reminded me of a boa constrictor. As it became hard, it stretched well past his navel and I. Velamma followed the same. Her fingers easily moved into her pussy which was already wet. She was enjoying this. Watching how Velamma was vigorously fingering her wet cunt. Kashilal moved between her legs.“Your pussy is all wet, Vela. Why didn’t you call me to help you?” He said as he kissed her wet cunt. Before she could react, he was licking her like she was a whore. Velamma didn’t stop him. He was pretty good. She moaned as he rolled his tongue between her labia.It was time to return the.