Or aatif ko kas ke pakad liya or usse chumne lagi.Uske lab to jese mje jannat me le jaane lage. Me pagalo ki tarah use chum rhi thi. Aatif bhi kuch de... ruk gya or mje chumne laga. Jab mje bhi rahat mil gayi to vo mje chumte hue firse se jhatke maarne laga. Is baar vo dhire dhire jhatke maar rha tha.Abhi jhadne ke baad meri chut me jalan hone lagi par vo ruka nahi or meri chut dhire dhire maarne laga. Chut ki jalan mere liye asahniye ho gayi to mene aatif ko apne sine se kas ke chipka liya. Usne. I slid them down a little, exposing the top of her cleft. She stopped me and turned around. ‘Umm…I’m nervous.’ ‘Okay. What are you nervous about?’ ‘I know women trim and shave their….pussies…but I’m not. Trimmed. I’m afraid it’s going to turn you off.’ I shook my head. ‘No, it won’t turn me off. Have you never shaved?’ ‘No. I’ve thought about it, but never had the nerve.’ ‘I’m sure your pussy is beautiful. I haven’t seen a natural woman in a very long time, so I’m excited.’ I turned her back. Tad didn't say much, but I knew he was really turned on by the whole thing with Don -- not just his pictures, although that was the main part of it -- but the whole idea of it: the way that Don was able to pursue his "unusual" hobby, his outsized love of erotica, with his spouse's complete approval and support.Tad was more accustomed to his own household, where, I gathered, his mother had kept his father pretty much in line, on the straight-and-narrow path of conservative "family values." Don. We sat there talkin' about nothin' much, but enjoyin' the cool of the room an' bein' out of the direct sun. It might be late fall, but it was still right hot in the middle of the afternoon on most days. Anyway, we was relaxin' from a long borin' day when nothin' was happenin'. That changed right quick when a pair of galoots walked inta the saloon.One of them was so big that ya just naturally wanted ta call him "Goliath", but it would be wise ta ask his opinion afore ya did it ta his face. The.