Muje meri story ke liye bahot sare mail Aaye khas kar gujrati femal ke jyada mail Aaye our unmese kai femal ne kaha ki yaar hum guju hai to gujrati me...story kahona to dosto un sab femal friend ke liye me Aapni story gujarati me likh raha hu, Dosto vese to Aap muje jante hi he mera nam Sunil Patel from SURAT our mera mail edress he Aab age ki story gujarati ma Dosto mari mami nu nam che Sarada ye khub sundar ane bharav dar bandha vadi Stri che teni umar mara karta 5 year moti che teni figar. She let out a soft gasp as fingers met her rapidly swelling lips. Her hands made short work of my trousers, the belt undone, the zip down, her hand reaching in for my erect cock. My turn to gasp. She looked down, bit her lower lip in appreciation. My fingers moved to enter her. "Uh huh, no time, Mark." With that, she took my swollen member in one hand, lifted her ass up and fed my cock inside her. God, she felt tight. And wet. She started to grind down on me. I pushed up her jumper, clamping my. Her eyes slowly travelled from the offered knickers to Laura’s cleavage, and then down passed her cute belly button to the perfectly trimmed triangle of black hair that pointed to her pussy lips. Jacie slowly licked her lips, as she noticed the glistened a little. ‘Shit! She’s turned on too! What the hell is going on?!?’ Jacie wondered “You want them or not?” Laura said, shaking her knickers gently. Jacie seemed in a world of her own, eyes glued to Laura’s pussy. Grinning, Laura moved her. He could hear a few giggles. He wanted to hide."Once he's done growing, that boy will be bigger than Ray-ray." Leslie mused.Giggling resumed. Bert stole a glance at Ray-ray standing there naked. He could live with equipment like that.Bert slipped over to the video screen on the wall, hoping that the College Game Day banter on ESPN would take his mind off his raging hard on."Listen up." Mr. Jenkins' voice snapped Bert away from the game predictions. There was the patented pause to settle.