Mera mail id hai chalo story pe ate hai ye 6 months pehle hua tha me aur me aunty ek he building me rehte hai woh 2nd floor pe aur me 6th me rehte hai...me jab bhi aunty ko dekhta hu toh mujhe bohut acha lagta hai aise hi ek baar me lift me jaraha hi tha toh piche se awaj ayi ki please wait for me karke toh mein dekha toh aunty thi bohut mast lag rahi aur punjabi suit pehni hui thi kya dikh rahi thi yaar phir me ruk gaya aur hum dono lift me aye me aunty ko hello kiyaaur unko puncha konsa floor. "Was it" I asked he said "oh yes just as round and soft as I thought it would be" this just made me grinn then he said to me "I've been thinking about fucking you for so long I can't seem to get rid of this hard on why don't we just get out of here I got a hotel room close so we can take care of this". Now I didn't get dressed just to come here then leave and let him have me and I told him that to his disapointment but I smiled asking where was he parked we might be able to handle that in. But we never dated…at least not officially. If I needed a date somewhere, she was always on stand-by and vice versa. But she’d chat up girls I was dating in support of me, never once telling anyone that she and I fucked around when we got bored. It was a good friendship. When I got home, I was sweaty, sore, tired, and the last thing I really wanted to do was write a paper for a class that I wasn’t in. But what was I going to do? Bail out on her with no notice? So I cleaned myself up and took a. Woto pahele se hi sexy thi hi kya usaka gol gol boobs or kya usaki ass yaro me to pagal hi ho raha tha bt karta b kya yaro wese hi pada raha or usaka figure to 34 28 36 ka or b acha lag raha tha. Thodi der ese hi rahane ke bad mene mera ek hath usake hath par rakh diya to usane kuch b nhi bola phir thodi der bad usake hath k rab kar ne laga use or b maja ane laga phir dhire rahake mene usake gal pe kiss kar diya to b usane kuch b nhi kaha kyuki sayad wo b wahi chahati ti. Kyu na chahati dosto.