Mi ticha ek nipple datane chavat hoto tar mazya ek hath thiche ball zor zorat dabat hota. Mazya dusra hath kahi navta karat tar mi tyala ticha khali n...hala. Tini legging ghatleli hoti mahanun aat entry easy hota. Aat madhe hath ghaltach khup kesh janavle. Mazhe hath ticha puchi che madhe hoti. Ti paani sodat hoti. Khup mast vatat hote. Mi uthlo ticha ball varun ani ticha chehra baghaila laglo. Aata ek bot aat takla tine dole band kele. Ani mi botla aat baher karu laglo. Ti tond ugadun awaaz. Der Barmann(Jo) drohte meinem Mann Ihm eine zu scheuern wenn er sich einmischte und nicht machen würde was ich von Ihm verlangte, deshalb stand er nur verlegen da und sah zu wie Andy grinsend seine Hand unter mein Shirt schob und bekann meine Brüste zu streicheln.Meine Brustwarzen wurden mächtig hart und verlangend strich ich über die größer werdende Beule in seiner Hose, bat ihn mich auszuziehen und meine Muschi zu streicheln.Er zog mir das Shirt über den Kopf ,ließ es achtlos auf den Boden. Susan LeMott, the girl who was dressed like a Goth the first time they’d met, looked like a typical high school senior when she arrived. She was headed off to the Air Force for basic training a few weeks after graduation.Susan brought her boyfriend along with her, a really nice guy that treated everyone with courtesy and consideration. There had been more than two dozen people through the doors and now those people would get up in three or four hours and make sure Beth and David came home to a. She sure didn't look like a maid right now in her black, shrink-wrap miniskirt and demi-bra. He tried to imagine the dark-skinned fireball in scruffy clothes, but all he could come up with was her in no clothes at all. He shook his head. She had a point. She could look the part of an illiterate peasant, as he knew her grandparents had been. Teresa had used raw intelligence (and her stunningly sexy body), fueled by a passionate hatred of the drug traffickers who had murdered an older brother, to.