Uske baad mai uske gaalon par haath ferne laga use achha lag rah tha.Achanak hi maine uske gaalon ko choom liya. par again she didnt told me ne thing....eri himmat uske baaad aur badh gayee. maine uske maine apmna hath uske boobs par rakha aur show kiya ki by mistake ho rha hai. mujhe aisa lag raha tha ki she was getting exicted then. aur hamari baatein chal rahe thee, beech me mom kitchen me gayeee paani meene ko par luckily she didnt open my door. mom went back 2 her room.uske baad maine himmat. Like I said earlier, I never gave the size of my wang a second thought. It was what it was. The same's true about when it got hard. At that point in my life, that just got me figuring out how to get some alone time with my hand, ideally with a Playboy nearby. Soon, I'd come up with some other ways of taking care of it, but that was in the future. It never embarrassed me to be hard. It was just something that happened. So, if I got a hard on, I just put my attention on how I was going to walk. I work in an IT company. I am going to share my real incident with you all.I am not a sexy girl. My weight is 95 kgs, and my waist size is 38, and my bra size is 42. I don’t have any obesity, but still, I am a fat girl.I completed my engineering and was placed in a good reputation company. My colleagues and roommates were having multiple affairs, but I didn’t find any boyfriend in the office. On weekends, my roommates’ boyfriends used to stay in my flat. They used to do romance. I used to cook. Sylvia still tries to get back on track. I slap Sylvia one time into her face and ask: "Everything all right?". After a moment she answers: "Yes, Sir!". I add: "As per rule, down on your knees, slut!".# Taste my balls (direct way)Kneel down, Sylvia takes attention to the dildo and wait for further instructions. She cannot hide her amazement about the dildo who looks like my cock. Therefore she asks me: "Could I taste the balls, please?". I agree and Sylvia sucks on the balls attached to the.