To wo ghabra gayi… Maine use samjhaya ki ye tumhari pahli chudai hai na issi liye blood aa raha hai ab nahi aayega…Aur tumhe kabhi koi dikkat bhi ...ahi hogi kisi ke sath chudwane me .. Wo samjhdar ladki thi wo sab samjh gayi… Maine usse kaha ki ek bar aur dalun aab dard nahi hoga tumhe to wo mana karne lagi ki ab nahi mujhe bahut dard ho raha hai.. Maine uski ek na suni aur main apna lund uski chut me rakh ke andar daalne laga. To wo dard ke mare chillane lagi maine dhakkka lagaya aur lund. Quickly we got down to pick them up. Thankfully it was early morning, so the roads were clean and dry.As we continued to pick, a bunch of indecent men at the adjacent tea stall started giggling and whistling. I didn’t realize that their reaction was directed towards me, so I kept on picking the papers. Then suddenly,“Kumari!” shouted Nisha.She was standing in front of me with shocked expressions on her face. She quickly pulled me up and placed those picked papers on my behind. That instant, I. Under it stood an ornamental chair, also made of cast iron, right in the middle of two Roman columns holding up the letters above. The torture chair was bolted on a slightly sloped platform that ran forward in front of it into a V-shaped basin. At the point of the V, there was a gap in the slightly higher ridge around the edge of the platform. It was obvious what this was for: any fluids running down onto the platform would pool and drip, or run, out of the tip of the basin onto whatever was. He paid the waiter for the dinner, and got up to leave. Tish put her hand in his back pocket as they walked out the door.He loved how she jiggled when she walked. He loved her sexy raspy voice. He wanted her badly. They entered his hotel room a few minutes later, and soon they were kissing each other. Ron started to take off Tish’s clothes, exposing her huge breasts. He fondled them, then started kissing them. He put his mouth around her nipple, and started suckling her.Tish in turn got off.